Dawn Of The Mystic
By sidewinder
Angel of the fallen moon rises within the hour of sundown, Illumination prevails in images celebrated in a festival of light, A truth shall be known, But within its own time sincere of its own making, A prayer held to fulfill a trust, To thine self open doors beyond the veil, Rise above doubt and grow in insight forever in fountains of physical reality, Tribulations come and go, But as faith deepens a key unlocks those worlds some refuse to believe in, Whispers of spirits champion desires in open freedom, Manipulating experiences that we each perceive differently. It's this that dawns the mystic and elevates a marvel in time. April 30, 1997 Written January 3rd, 2002 © on Jun 18 2002 08:02 AM PST, Billy E. Whitehorn 0 • 18 • 12
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