Moonlit door open slowly
For I fear my words can be heard
By the frog in the pond;
Moonlit night crippled by silence
I hear that to someone
I am a joke to my own conscience;
The sullen woods within
Give me the secret keys
To enter another world
Where the forgotten constant
Rises from the grave
After centuries of buried wisdom
The light shines upon this misplaced soul!
Jan 24, 2015
Jan 24, 2015 at 10:58 PM UTC
Moonlit door open slowly
For I fear my words can be heard
By the frog in the pond;
Moonlit night crippled by silence
I hear that to someone
I am a joke to my own conscience;
The sullen woods within
Give me the secret keys
To enter another world
Where the forgotten constant
Rises from the grave
After centuries of buried wisdom
The light shines upon this misplaced soul!