11-13-2016, 12:00 AM
Rivers swell with rain my dream my eye,
My eyes , thunder comes sidewayed wind ,
My hearthen feet smothered in soils wrap ,
Power here yet Fallen lines ,
A snake crosses my path ,
Passes beneath ,
On a date one is cut from life ,
Enemies fight themselves pass into the night ,
The story speaks of itself ,
The head has forgotten the feet forgotten the heart ,
Some at least ,
Dream well , with their heart , balance ,
Night comes meets day and fall beneath ,
Yet still its light ,
Two doves fly together bring back delight ,
From there to here and beyond ,
Dreaming comes though where holes appear to peek through both ways and guide the way ,
Into day into night .
My eyes , thunder comes sidewayed wind ,
My hearthen feet smothered in soils wrap ,
Power here yet Fallen lines ,
A snake crosses my path ,
Passes beneath ,
On a date one is cut from life ,
Enemies fight themselves pass into the night ,
The story speaks of itself ,
The head has forgotten the feet forgotten the heart ,
Some at least ,
Dream well , with their heart , balance ,
Night comes meets day and fall beneath ,
Yet still its light ,
Two doves fly together bring back delight ,
From there to here and beyond ,
Dreaming comes though where holes appear to peek through both ways and guide the way ,
Into day into night .