the throes of change pulsating across the wide divide
forever encumbered by a spell unheard
Wish the warmth could so much as hold
as life's prison slowlys turns so cold.
when the beginings of a new dawn
threaten to sprout the shoots of hope
then there are some times
when the change within
stagnates frozen on the boulders of life
I wonder when
I wonder if
the promised sun from the east
shall rise alone in the darkened skies
bringing the genesis of a better tomorrow
hidden deep within its boosom
the promise of the neverland
that one moment of belief within
the ethereal waters of a dream unseen
frozen forever in these gorges so deep
wish the winds would carry on its wings
these lifeless floats within my soul
Longing for that faraway horizon
these tales of eyes, staring brazen
skies orange and wily in shades
the forever chanting of a spell unseen
