Mystics Of The Night
Come let me tell you a story of my flight up to glory,
The stars had lit up the night sky but the universe was
Lingering by; oh what wonders filled the skies, upon this beauty
I can rely and cross my finger when the mystery gets deeper.
The elements in the skies are tossing to and fro and they have no permanent place to go, the heavens are rolling with the clouds and I can hear the angels shout, they are standing at the end of the clouds watching mankind moving about and the laser beams moves swiftly over the sea and the heavens make peace with me. They come from near and far with determination to get through it all, voices of boldness resonates from the deep and the hope confirm with the reality; filling the empty spaces in their mind and the heavens above stood still and the clock move forward with the time. Oh mystics of the night come and dine with me tonight. Cover me with your warm coat and warm my hands and feet with your glowing light. Mystics of the night, you are my delight come and sing a song for me tonight.
Copyright © Christine Phillips | Year Posted 2025
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