1. CLOSE AT HAND

Seas astray
Isled in distance fade
A quest is on arrival
Enchanting winds adorn the gates
Cast your eyes
On peaceful shores
Destiny lies unknown
As storms rage oblivion waters
Heaven's ivory, obscured
Yet a radiance
Enlightens way

Watchful eyes
Duenna guardian mind
The vacant doors to faith
Amidst the skies
As the dawn's refuge the gates
Thus the winds cast the tempest
Dithering ship
Darkened waters, seas of fallacy
A fol's fate
Age of decline in scattered minds escape
In hands of idle shade
The loss of day

Time keeper's warnings
Peace in the skies
Torn wings of angels
Descent in night
Long lost horizons
Adrift into sighs
Virtue and evil
Paradise lies

Time, healer of sorrows
Reach the hands, embrace
Within eyes of dreamers
Cast the mourn within

Enter new dawn's era
Ageless seas of light
A dawn before long
Day is close at hand

Forbidden doors we've passed
Before the verge of falling
A spell of grace is cast
Close at hand the morning
We stood the test of time
Seeking inquisition
Ascent to open minds
Task of endless mission

Time keeper's warnings
Peace in the skies
Torn wings of angels
Descent in night
Long lost horizons
Adrift into sighs
Virtue and evil
Paradise lies


2. IN SPEECHLESS WORDS

We stand forlorn
As time becomes a witness
Within our eyes we've seen
Things have changed forever
Yet to us they see unchanged

Hollow are our dreams
A voicing of persistence
As dreams restore a hope
To cast aside
All the pain in sorrows

Caught within a deluge of dreams
Embraced before as veil of shadows
Thoughts bind the mind in darkest fear
Paths of doubt lie beyond the gates
A dreamer falls in endless dormant
Abstract and blind he walks in rain

Shades of mourn in the serene of dawn
Vast the tears in a thousand prayers
Omit the reason from beyond
Cries collide on surrounding walls
Rage within the eyes of rebellion
In act of response in wishful minds

In sands of rhyme and reason
The flow of priceless time
Gathers the voice of fate
In speechless words we say

Dreams in solitary falling
Drift within a stream
As waterfalls cascade
Dreams in solitary mournings
Torn within the seams
And promises remain

The effect is shattering
Ambulating to lift separation
Of stands in listening
Sounds of enormous
Processions, on every moment of life.

Words in silence.
Breaking the unknown quittance
In alive positions, as we disappear
In high frequencies of human vanity.
Without reason you are leader of yourself.
So blessed the words of feeling
As your mind slips away...
Without voice, speechless words...

In sands of rhyme and reason
The flow of priceless time
Gathers the voice of fate


3. ...SEEMINGLY A CHILD

I seek a new horizon
Set before my eyes
Within the still of silence
I head a voice inside
Drifting in a trend
Deflecting me I bend
In a shape of evening's shade

A runagate dream in momentary scenes
Faint in disillusion, wayward in a stream
Erasing from the mind
As time converts the tide
Outlooking!

Slept in wings of shelter
Unbind the ties within
A dream fades on my fingertips
Slips through like silent rain

....seemingly a child
Weaves another world
Holding on forevermore

Eyes see in everleam
And evening's faintest dream
Forever seems
In the still of afterglow
A child is dreaming
And the seasons flow.... they flow.


4. THE PARTING WAYS

Holding hearts within
Wondering the same rooms
In desclate scenes
Trying to take the pressure off walls
Locked within the motion
Of a memory's bliss
And our words have died on
This empty verse
That seal the door,
And throws away the key

Dividing paths we pave
And nothing seems the same anymore

Stranded against the wind
Nowhere to find you
Parting our ways on empty roads
And absolution for our sins
Is way out of reach

Kicking the dust from our fest
We turn away
Still walking on a thin line
We never mend
The road now bends is a cutting edge
And leads us to an end
Losing a friend
Eyes meet and withdraw the stare
We pictures in a broken frame
And dreams in vain

Dividing paths we pave
And nothing seems the same anymore

Stranded against the wind
Nowhere to find you
Parting our ways on empty roads
And absolution for our sins
Is way out of reach

The page we've turned and changed
And set cut eyes on different ways
We live and learn
When reasons turn
And through the fire
Cold winds breath and blow

On roads to ruin
And harvest plains
Outlooking for decisions

Pretenders fooling
In final words
And dust confines this lonely road.


5. SCENES OF GREY

World seem out of place
T altered laws
A phrase that sealed the world
In a weaken pause
Secured and even
As tides so violent turn
Concealing waves of endless change

Different opinions
And thoughts all we could cause
Blinding ambition
And dismay in eyes observed
The prime of conditions
And widest visions
In a vague indecision

The search inpatient longing
In streams of life adorning
Recycled in a chain we motivate
Projecting average scenes
In motion.... seemingly
Dancing to themes of vanity

Looking through changes
In different faces
Features of living shades
Cling to the scenes of gray

And I wonder
If you recall my name
In fragment left behind
As I reach your steps
You seem to cover mine
As two even circles bind.


6. THE TEMPEST

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