Let us become, let us arise
And may the light of the sun Capture our eyes.
May the goodness of man
Ever so soft, awaken in love with Whom we last saw.
Believing in miracles so impossible and impractical....that spontaneous impulses disguise the actual...
For I have found hope in her, this encouragement in her eyes..
Having risen only to fall.. in deep blue Sky's...
Where can I look, when your not there, how can I sleep or be man enough to bare....
This burden, what a treasure, this fear, how I shake...
Holding you close it's all I can take.
Talk to me closely, speaking to my soul....
Fill empty spaces, you alone can make whole....
Bring out in me, the man I once was..
He is there, not here, be patient my love...
Sly as the serpeant, soft as a dove...
As I waite submissively for words from above....
Talk to me closely..Speaking to my soul...
I am yours in the future, forgetting my past....
The present is hours, how long will it last?
Before we are dust...and dust to ash.
©housemanp
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