The Mirror Realm
Far away where crystal waters
Gently ebb and flows
Where in the Hidden Gardens
The Tiger Lily grows
Where the seeping night
Paints across the day
And the pale moonlight
Burns the sun away
Where the Raven speaks
In riddle and in rhyme
And the clock is frozen
For there's not such thing as time
Where the ground is a chessboard
With squares of black and red
And there is a mad gentleman
A hat upside down upon his head
Where the Ivory Tower
Is lost in vines and trees
And in the green lush forest
Theres voices on the breeze
Where the gentle raindrops
Form liquid pools of glass
I'll be lying on the riverbank
Stargazing in the grass
So far away where crystal water
Gently ebbs and flows
Where in the Hidden Gardens
The Tiger Lily grows...
By Morgan Mise
February 1,2013
Copyright © Morgan Mise | Year Posted 2013
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