Mar 5, 2012

A Mystery To Reveal

In the serene mystery of us all, our arch of composure
There roams a wild flame within souls
An overflowing fountain of quenching thirst
The endless key to glory

We wait and wait in the corridors of our mind
For the break of gladness into a failing world
A relief for heaven's sake to find
A flaming yearn that mends

Should not the gods and goddess sob in patience
As we hold their spiritual affections at length
Or should we permit glory to reign
And liquid onto burning souls

Still it will quench the burning spirit as we dance in the rain
Boldly opening matted eyes of those willing to learn
As the silent scream is heard outside
As the flame searches within you


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