Glowing light wings of holy gold.
Shine brighter than any sun.
Golden armor of divinity alloy.
Shimmer and glow away any shadow.

Warrior, diver of the sun.
Destroyer of wickedness.
Song writer of justice.
The holder of the first light.

Rise above the weight of darkness.
Become the star in the starless sky.
The new sun to the new day.
The warrior protector of the realm.

The morning sun greets me with rays of light.
The greeting extends to the sea and then the sands.
Twilight bids farewell and the golden day begins.

I come from the land of eternal shadows and moons.
I have never seen a sunrise.
My emotions turn into tears that create rivers down my face.

This is joy multiplied by wonder with a dash of infinite awe.
My eyes capture the colors the suns paintbrush creates.
It's too much but then it isn't.

I burn away into ashes with this memory.
I awake again under the moons and stars of forever night.
Was it a dream?

The starships have left us behind.
Here in this warm place.
We walk back toward the white lake.
The after echoes still ring in this empty warm air.

With faith we drink the waters.
Then the quiet explosions happen inward.
We let go while holding on.
We die but are still alive.

Forgotten God's remembered.
The awakening of hope.
The heaven sent.
New wings of light spread.

We take flight.
We now have full enlightenment.
We gain strange knowledge without learning.
Old and ancient dormant knowledge that has now awoken.

We build.
And we build.
We cleanse this sad planet.
And awaken it.

On light wings we search the stars.
We search for dying planets and the life they have.
To bring them here.
So that they will never be left behind.

This little light of mine.
The one darkness cannot bind.
Guides me through the wilderness of shadow.

This little light of mine.
Oh, heavenly little shrine.
Little candle of inextinguishable flame.

This little light of mine.
The beacon to the skyline.
Call down my angel.

sleep was the only sanctuary, was a
flower on the water, was the moonlit
ripples as night gathered her stars and her
promises, her indigos and golds.
i wasn't sure where the images would
take me, i could not surrender to them,
or they to me, my soul wrapped memories
into clouds, drifted with them and the
sadness that was the poetry today was
a song with so many myriads of water.
the water that filled with longing,
the water that poured into love.