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