Dawn To Dusk
I have dreamed of a wheel as bright as the Sun,
It will move my spirit when my life is done.
Its force disables the living to comprehend,
In light; the darkness it must bend.
As heralding as waves upon the sea,
As treacherous as a tried witches plea.
My voice, my skin, all in-between,
From dawn to dusk; no longer seen.
The divine is calling to each its own,
We see it in the seeds we`ve sown.
But know the living is but a husk,
To house the spirit; dawn to dusk.
I cannot express my gratitude,
This now my dying heart exudes.
Forever is naught; I live on.
From dawn to dusk, from dusk to dawn.
MrCthulhu 18-21, M 1 Response 1 May 10, 2012