"Dust thou art to dust returnest"


Thursday, March 14, 2013

Of Dreams Unfulfilled

A lot hangs on the limbs to fall
But to never break 
This faith you must keep furthermore. 
To flirt with the idea of spring
But change over night to cold
The earth is fear unless fear is not worth a thought.
Time is all consuming 
The balance... to rise again
Rapture through hell
Cut this guilt of me...
Let it sleep
Rest another day 
Eyes blind to darkened space 
With fear I cannot preserve what is ephemeral. 

This faith you must keep furthermore.

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