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Mirrors Of Our Souls

For just a while I close my eyes
Waiting… waiting for thoughts to devour me
Too much truth voice the hidden lies
And a sudden befallen wells tranquility

What lies aforth, I’m only to know just as well
The creature of death, shall be arriving soon
An unholy desire of the inevitable dwell…
And the silent spirits sang for darkness to loom

At the chime of the thirteen hour
The ever darken blackness seduces the fallen angels
Time statues unmoved by unearthly power
And I saw the ghostly green of the iris crystal

Never a calmness blue, never an angered red
Only of a depthless green
Subtle as dew on ancient lake
Endless in its inspirit eyes of dreams

“As it appears, you seem cleanse of troubled thoughts!
My presence seems unnecessary, or is it not?
Voice one’s heart for your sorrows, I shall feed
Be it grievance tear to water one’s yearning seed
Hence the enchantment of time stands the dark and the light
Where there is one there is the other, of day and of night
Laughter is of happiness within the essence of sadness
For one never rejoices if one understands not the sweet bitterness
The knowledge of pain reveals the path to comfort
To feel, to heal, can one’s destiny be acknowledged forward!
Grace be the divine, waste be the devil
Mystical wonders wells both the heavenly and befallen angels
These few of many proverbs, bears true to its words
They are but two, yet voice only as one to be heard
No less, no more, a string there binds with never a knot
For since the forgotten rules, sacks not a penny for a thought
Scripted as one sees, for what lies as a woven bond
Either to be denied existence, then neither of us will belong
The balance atween our worlds, towers the Golden Gates of reasons
Yours as the ‘Mortals’ and of my the ‘Ancients’

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