Muse
...musing since January 18, 2004
House of Enchantment
As I enter into this house
I know that there is divinity ruling the rooms
I see her face-
So pale and yet so bright
I hear her voice-
So wrong and yet so right
Lost within undefiable odds
I do not know how to defeat such a cause
Dust etches every wall
My mind, my soul-
It feels as if it will all fall
Silver is lined with darkness from places unknown
Green is brought up
From death's old tomb
The angel's voice sings out towards me
It rises high
And moves like the sea
Metal edges rake the skin
Darkness shall not win again
I am lost inside this house with no escape
I have found no hiding-
No rest, no way
The angel rises higher and higher still
I do not understand her want, her will
I call to her-
She cannot hear
And slowly I fall back with such a fear
I know it is all over
I have lost
But still darkness has not been able to cross
It can never cross through this shield
Not even black can consume white
For white is the mother
From itself is its very enemy of darkness created-
Reflected and born
So it is with everything
From the trees come the leaves which wilt and fall
And make it dead and hopeless
But everything must start over again
Return to the beginning
And so will I return to the enterance of this enchanted house
And I will call out, and out, and out
I shall direct all others to a wiser path
Then perhaps shall that angel
Let me return-
Let me finally pass
<--- fall into my patterened tears... [return]
<---<--- catch me as i fall? [AA]