While spilling forgetful darkness from your hands..............
Beneath a naked flame, there lies all the hidden resolution I heard him softly sing to you my friend You bowed your head in a silken thread of absolution While spilling forgetful darkness From your hands
Are your eyes dim because your dreams are distant To you I could hear him softly sing You bowed your head to escape from existence Then you closed your burning eyes On everything
Above your line of sight a patient angel is there waiting He sang to you, although you did not hear If you will unbow your head, stand still anticipating Open up your burning eyes All will be clear
Beneath a naked flame, there lies your own contentment I know because I felt the burn in his song But if your silken thread holds onto your resentment Your eyes will burn in darkness Your life long
But if your silken thread holds onto your resentment
Your eyes will burn in darkness
Your life long
It sounds lyrical! I loved it, as usual. I think this one kind of struck a note of recognition in me for some reason. (sigh) I don't know how you do it! :)
I've been the one to bow my head, and close my burning eyes...knowing the angels watched over me. You've nailed the POV of both the bowed and the watcher so well, Neva. Your compassion overwhelms me when I'm struck by its immensity.
this is soooooo good, neva, even by ur high standards. i would love to hear it as a song. please let me know if u toutube it. wonderful work, my friend :)
Hello, I am Neva, 4i, from Atlanta, Georgia.
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