In The Doors Of The Unknown
By sidewinder
Out of the rings of smoke and flame over the chasm of time, Wherein a shadow rises met only in a medium of peace, Crystal peace disturbed, like a blemish by ebony shadows, Can the amber light of time withstand? And yet those eons meet to touch thy sight wherein the silence marks a truth forever reaching its completeness, Alone on a crystalline bridge an ethereal figure stands, Waiting for the mist of time to pass, To find a world once lost yet gained, For life is fleeting, And so fast the spirit waits without remorse as the circle of time completes its coarse Yet... he remembers, How in the world did he put himself here? To walk as a planewalker varied in the scape of time eternal in the doors of the unknown. By: B.E. Whitehorn & Chyanne Smith Written December 31st, 2001 © on Jun 11 2002 05:59 PM PST, Billy E. Whitehorn 0 • 10
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"Out of the rings of smoke and flame..."