I
see the waves rising
Grey and crashing.
The crimson expanse fading out
into dark wings of existence about.
Grey and crashing.
The crimson expanse fading out
into dark wings of existence about.
I see white peaks
against a honey sky.
The restlessness of a waterfall
as it traverses by.
against a honey sky.
The restlessness of a waterfall
as it traverses by.
I see a wonderful dream
impossible mist and the lone beam.
The trail of thoughts that plague,
senses of unparalleled vague.
impossible mist and the lone beam.
The trail of thoughts that plague,
senses of unparalleled vague.
I see a mirror of me
as I was meant to be.
Trembling underneath honey dew
A summon to my world new.
as I was meant to be.
Trembling underneath honey dew
A summon to my world new.
- Fire and Ice
September 17th, 2013
10:12 AM
10:12 AM
Whaov. I read this poem! And music! Jazz! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E2VCwBzGdPM
ReplyDeleteI have nothing to say, but the utter beauty of the imagery and the simplicity in the rhyme, and the complexity in thought!
Awesome!