Levi Powell Poet I do not know?

The Famous Fable Maker

It was the flight of the famous fable maker
That changed my story’s life
That dropped me out into the world 
And showed me what its like 

But there’s so much to see inside this wilted quilt time 
Like an hidden Mayan Ruin, like a ruin in my mind 
That stands for udder loneliness
That stands for being blind

And I can see that something’s 
Not quite right
And I can see that something’s 
Took my eyes

And locked them up inside their darkened cage
Left to wonder, loose themselves inside their dusty maze
But there’s so much to seem inside this wilted quilt of time  
Like a hidden Mayan Ruin, that I ruined in my mind 
And it stands for a brother’s loneliness 
It stands still in time

And I can see that something’s 
Gone so wrong
And I can be that someone’s
Lovely song

But it was the flight of the famous fable maker
That lay my feet in stride 
That introduced me to that girl 
And made sure that we'd collide 

So we'd see each other's beauties there
Inside this wilted quilt of time
Where we sat and spoke of selfless dreams 
Where we sat and spoke our crimes
And wept against each other's soaking shoulders
As we wept and drank our wine

But I can see that she has
Lost her way
And I could see that there's
Nothing left to say

But in the morning we woke inside a daisy field
Out in the a place I've never been
That had a giant, dome-ish, hazy shield 
That seemed to protect everything
And kept this place in perfect view 
Kept it hanging on a string

And With my love in my heart 
And my heart in my hand
It's a brand new start 
In a brand new land

But I can see that something's
Different here
Intentionally beauty,
That’s been untouched for years.

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