The life,Rebirth,and Death of Many Names

The pain of the wind, Flys sharp and clear, L i k e E t e r n i t y. Fear, Takes the place of comfort, Y o u C Butterfly woven a with threads of glass n melted by the fires of human desire n falls and shatters in crystal spurts o of a rainbow tragedy t T r u s t S o Y o u F a l l ...the ground catches you...and yet you still want FLIGHT... the wind will call E us from our graves S lift our spirits and bodies I we will.................................R hope ebbs and goes only the wind knows stories lost by fire bright carried by the pull of time to the sky were they are lost again until told by breath of mortal men held close by the wind wanting to hold something of flesh. ElOqUeNcE S p e a k s in twisted rhymes... -enter the past to greet the dawn, I have died and been reborn you leave me powerless the life of many names ended and returned i drank eternitys blood and found a face beyond pain that echoed in the fire earth is firm beneath me water in my tears air has carried me aloft magick sifts my humanity Balance. ƒorsaken life calling for retribution UnHeArD a vioce in the power is only a song in the end the wind has spoken i heard the whisper FaReWeLl. Written March 30th, 2002 © on Mar 30 2002 04:55 AM PST   0 • 13