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My Soul Walked In Shadows Dark and Deep
My Soul Walked In Shadows Dark And Deep Then my soul walked in shadows dark and deep, Holding desires that walked in desperate fires In slumber, they raged on and on they creep, With a darkened vigor that never, never tires: For dreams are vast growing and eternal things That often fly about on dark mystical wings. Morn's reflections brought great anguish anew, When dreams linger on to chastise and invade That rest my mind desperately wanted to view, In a lighted real world , so shiningly made: For my escape rests within each bright new dawn And Nature's view of its beautiful newborn fawn. As red sun glides into another mysterious realm, Again I must face the fires burning in my dreams Ship sailing oceans of fires, nobody at the helm O' to ever find the calm of gentle flowing streams: To destroy this power in each dark night's grip, Rescue the lone traveler on that fiery ocean trip! Robert J. Lindley, 12-10-2015 Note: My muse returned this morn. For my sojourn into deep woods yesterday has born some fruit. Still weak, I may need another break soon, for anguish in my life still blows a little sad horn.
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