Monday, August 1, 2011

Blooming Dawn

The night spiralled cold and
forgotten was the hope and
winter was bitter to our souls
But now in warmth I shall reach
for a new sun
But tell me where does it shine?

For you I was wanting the truth
I was needing the hope
for a blooming dawn
I was seeking the light at the end
of this tunnel but I
could not see but a shadow

In search of a brigter day
I will make a way
I'll pull you along and keep you here
I'll brave all the elements
I will not recompense the light
For I am trying

For you I was wanting the truth
I was needing the hope
for a blooming dawn
I was seeking the north star
to find where I will start a new
life where the flowers bloom

But darkness still holds me
and winter still bars me
and death is a mask on my face
Spring was a falsehood and who
shall tell me otherwise?
Can you reach for hope in another sphere
in alien skies?

For you I was wanting the truth
I was needing the hope
for a blooming dawn
I was charting our stars
I was battling the edge of
sanity
it was me

The night spiralled dark and cold
and here I am growing old
and you are doing what you're told
but speak in only hushed tones
don't scare the light
don't scare the light
it's coming........
coming......
coming like the dawning of the end of the days
coming like the ending of the errors of our ways
coming like the waves that moved only for the moon
coming, coming, coming, coming......soon

By Elizabeth Azpurua on 8/1/11

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