Tuesday, September 18, 2012

Nights in White Satin


Gather your mind and body to take this out
How our spirits awaken when we sleep
During the night and the orb like moon
Stands witness to ebbing waves
On the beach of humanity,
Garden of existence,
We float further,
Tireless, baffled,
Might as well put out the light,
And rest for a day in the bright,
Sunshine which burns away
Even the most silent violent
Prison spirit.

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