The Sublime Cavalcade of a Holy Ghost ( Part One )

The Sublime Cavalcade of A Holy Ghost I have no answers to this story of living though I have lived with the tales of your tears and I have waltzed in the songs of your smiling softly kissed the dew of your loves with my years No I have no answers to all the questions laying unfathomed in the cathedral of hope all this struggle to find the eluding equations which tally our lives to our dreams This is no more than a tale I’ve been living and its no more than the book of your lives No I have no clues that will offer redemption these are merely the words of a continual searching to voice this feeling of meaning behind all the things to which we aspire We have danced on the dew in the morning swung with the moon in the depths of the night We have played mid the hours of loving and wept the tears in the weight of our sighs Seen a newly born child’s eyes opening with all the blossoms of innocence defined skipped through the pleasures of giving we have shrunk in the penumbras of pain oh my loves oh my loves in this cavalcade of the sublime I was with you all of the time In this palace of loves own designing there is a wishing well filled with your eyes they are reflections on the dreams of your laughter there as the years pass you by And Angels come to taste this sweet nectar of all the love that you have saved and your souls come to sip on this clear water lest they forget the sacrifices you’ve made oh my loves oh my loves I am there with you all of the time walking with you in this cavalcade of the sublime