A Long Way To Here
And the exhausting calamity of the twinkling snow
Frozen solid and thawing beneath the sky
Of gray turns to the palest of blue
With the sun so glistening gently by its rays
And the past flows like a shadow through the mist
Sparkling dew of spring’s once lonely gaze
For then was the time in which emotion stagger
To now his beating of my hearts electrical charade
And in the morning’s tears I notice the reflection
Of my own face, older, wise
And through the trees I hear a voice singing
Past the unknown and into the motioning twinkling of all that was lost
And found in the valley of the darkest shadow
And through the lonely hearts dizzy dance
Amidst the falling sky of a forgotten dream
Out of the waves of ruin of the wondering stare
And she amidst the shore collapsing into the glistening ground
Until all that there will be, through these newborn eyes
Is that same melody floating through the awakening breeze
Until the only sound surpassing the expression of the earth
Is the voice of my love -
Calling me home.
Copyright © Rachel Wood | Year Posted 2017
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