Within the realms of my soul a darkness should appear. For shadows have cast on my days. And night is quickly coming. I look thru the clouds without fear. For there is a warmth on my face. A world to come. Eternally better than this place.
Have I been kissed by the night? Yes indeed I have only to see the day. For within my soul the darkness fights in shadows only to play. And the strings of my heart scream. As if being punished for dancing to the harp. Yet still I dream.
Close the casket for I must sleep. My flesh to lay down. Yet in the breeze you hear my voice. A moan of release to sound. For if you listen very hard you will hear it. I have gone home. For I am more than this world, I am a spirit.
Eternal as the circle without beginning without end. Closed to the blinded eye. I will return again. For I have more than flesh and bone. I know what blood was spilled Only to this wondering soul soon to be filled.
So if the breeze brings the warmth of the sun. I shall follow suit knowing my work here is done.Then again to regain my place left so long ago. Within the mind of the maker, to whom my soul is owed.
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