Where devils dance and angry angels cry

In a place far from the mind,
where devils dance and angels cry,
there will be someone like never before.

when the mountain dew kisses the lake,
and the leaves fall to the floor in a lovely drape
In a place where sunlight peaks at moonrise,
and raindrops start when the sun shines.
It is there that you shall find me.

I will be sitting on a tree that has been cut down,
with its remnants on the ground.
I would be bathe in the pastels...
Of the sun, the ocean, and the ground.

Come look for me then,
And I would take your mind on a tour.
We'll go to the ends of the earth and back.

In a place where no one has been before,
It is there I shall find you,
a quiet warmth,
my home, my life, my serenity.

By Shawn Hayden R.

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