Lost in the middle, looking to the heavens... awaiting my savior awaiting my angel... letting my mouth only open to let out that cry.... as the Great Thunder clashes and multiplies it... Lost in the middle, looking to the heavens... praying for my heart awaiting my angel... the rain starts as my eyes grow dry... lightning shows the last light, and I lay awaiting... ---------------------------------- feeling the breeze on my hair... i arise and look forward to see the wings... the sun rises from behind increasing her beauty... water blocks the sight of her greatness... my heart is again complete, with everything in place... my patience has paid off, and my angel is here... showing my love I kiss her gently... and the sun shines down upon us alone... =============================== I ask you to please come with me.... in the twillight of the summer night... With its calm theme, from skys to ground... its warmth spread around everywhere... Where we can be alone, not for the first time... Where we can be alone, not for the last time... So, I ask you to please come with me... follow my lead, into our twillight... +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++= land farseen, no where else; with its beauty unknown... touched by only her and I, with our loving care... We dare defy man, and keep nature alive... seeing in our eyes, what we were missing... we sculpted this land from dirt and sod... keeping true what we came for, and set to do... and so with a hand or two we took nothing into something... our land is now, our sanctuary, free from the world... \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ A white heart, like no other... Seeks love, but never seems to give up... Denial and frustration, only make it worse... even though, I already possess love... I am seeking more, and more 'divine strength'... gained only from the love of our Ninah... So bring forward the new endless love... and hold onto the old infinite love... \=\=\=\=\=\=\=\=\=\=\=\=\=\=\=\ awaiting your glorious, and happy return... I sit, alone, in our sacred secret sanctuary... knowing you shall arrive so very soon... praying you shall arrive so much sooner... shoving aside all of the horrible doubt... and holding onto my great patience... I feel so alone, without you here... but I shall await, your glorious return... ---------------------------- There they are, the feathers... The feathers that, make my dreams... The feathers that stole my heart... that changed my role in destiny... Shedded from where I hold most dearest... I pray for their safe due and beauty... There they are, the feathers... the feathers that are my dreams... ]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]] Crashing onto this plain leaving no indention on the soft fertile undergrown soil, from ages long past Desperate for a life and for a shelter from rain Desperate for a love and for a shelter from loneliness Walking wounded from the incident journeying to afar settlements; shunned by the citizens, and by the blazing light Struck to my knees I learned my dear folly, which price paid was quite dear, to yield Erased from my sanctuary, to find a new life; A returned hero, who lost his way <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>< Cloaks blowing in the east wind, as we walk in the desert of fire. Burning with the Anger of the Gods, ever present in the sands. In the sands, that sear the open eyes of us, the wanderers. Cloaks blowing in the west wind, as we walk in the forest of earth. Flowing with the serenity of the animals, ever present in the woods. In the woods, that keep watch on the open bodies of us, the wanderers. Cloaks blowing in the south wind, as we walk in the plains of water. Dampened with the tears of the people, ever present on the fields. On the fields, that keep us sustained, open lives of us, the wanderers. Cloaks blowing in the north wind, as we walk in the fields of snow. Frozen with the cold hearts of the world, ever present in the hail. In the hail, that keeps us from finding, open goals of ours, the wanderers.