endless night
waves crashing
splashing light
withered hope in words of praise
are there roads thru this maze?
Are there mountains that defy this haze?
Wounded promise, wandering far,
came and went, door ajar
left me wishing on a star
noon day dripping from somewhere far
away
across time and space
beneath this fleeting race.
Penetrate the veil, lift the blinds
open doors to the mind
where strangers lurk
where strangers play
where dangers make their homes
in clay
teardrops washing claims of pain
brittle bones that refuse to play
the game.
The twisted song rewinds,
the chords they bind me
to my soul
aching for the waking of the whole
can I survive
can I thrive
can the essence stay strong
inside
amidst the drift of lonely tides?