When all the wounds and eyes have dried
and all that remains is ambition,
will you seek to speak, harken and find
the unheard heartbeat inside the mind?
Will you plea with your inner-seeker
to usurp your under-dued preacher,
as you sense the spectred seizure
of Lifes tender-touching fever,
weave within your inner-dreamer?
Or will you prefer the feel of dreams in the dark?
Dec 8, 2020
Dec 8, 2020 at 4:43 PM UTC
When all the wounds and eyes have dried
and all that remains is ambition,
will you seek to speak, harken and find
the unheard heartbeat inside the mind?
Will you plea with your inner-seeker
to usurp your under-dued preacher,
as you sense the spectred seizure
of Lifes tender-touching fever,
weave within your inner-dreamer?
Or will you prefer the feel of dreams in the dark?