Wize Man
After giving his Pershing eyes
Walking in the shade of heaven's dream lights the mans spirit
He had freed himself from selfishness and unspeakable lust for his
misplacement
In his bold even fold
he quietly spends his morning alone far-shed along side a blaze
The dawns word seek no end
I blindly hear the worlds forsaken melody
This unbeaten whisper has felt the true coming of the lord
he shared his kindness with all everywhere he has passed
With deeds opening his doors one bye one to the meaning of his life's
presentation
how proudly he sits with a forashing tongue
I silently whisper too his soft kindling horayed recursion
That slips away from his a life's bound
As i listen to this man i winsh my strenght to re coincide
my own
I have talk many times with this blind walking man
We have shared much fun inside we found joy and laughter
Many times we have shared understanding
We have stood for what is not yet be seen
Together we have surpassed the the suffering of our lives
Now and today its time to carry on
With my unspoken words i stagger alone
Through the empty in loneliness i thrive for the redargan of it's memory
To remind me of my aventing heart
It was a time spent in the most common of my sence
I was inter-sized by your pleased smileing prolongment
you were the greats man that i ever new
i have lived for the righteous stand that with rise the mornings fair and titled
soundless voice
when the evenings glow the darkness shows
conquering the mornings even flow
I clearly remember what u said before we parted my friend
for the stands mark ends the meaningless purpose
Copyright © Ian Schmidtka | Year Posted 2007
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