Friday, October 05, 2018

ICELAND.



ICELAND

Darkness pours in the night.
Shadows spin; daylight beckons.
I glare at the spider on the wall.
It is forever gone.
Tomorrow I will go to the place
beyond the second world,
where love lies in promise;
and all hope shines.
Forever words echo in your heart
like a lily flower,
that bleeds the sins of justice.
The words flow like lions.
I seek myself out of realization,
where destiny lies inside me.
Nothing glares in the hope of
yesterday,
and tomorrows are born of
withered roses.
I take a long nap.
Horses run amuck in the wild,
and dreams are withered
remembrance.
Instead of fate, the city dances.
The moon goes with the tide.
I am not a sorrow of chasing dreams.
Hope is gone again.

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