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By the Light of a Rose
I leave the sorrows of life In dust behind my heels, Lost to a frenzy of strife, Long, long ago. Now awake within a hopeless world, And seek angels’ wings Cracked by the tears of a womb. Can you feel it touch your soul? I meditate in the grasp of nirvana, But come up so far and so short. The rose of pale light by the moon, Has withered the flower so soon. Hanging by the tip of an umbilical string, Desperately trying to climb back to spring. I shake hands with the devil and blow a kiss, Gently running in a stream of bliss. I sleep in a house with no door, Chilled by thoughts I want to go. Dear child, steeped in falling clouds, Can we hear the sorrows of moonlight sounds? I climb up, only to fall down; Summer, winter, fall, and spring have all drowned. Wouldn’t it be sad if I touched the earth, Just to see the tears of a gentle frown? I climb again to touch the moon, But a tear has fallen unnoticed and engrossed. I sleep quietly in the river we choose, My soul trapped, in the light of a rose.
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