DChevalier

beams and gold in the morning Sun you I hold, I hold, High blue, sky stretching eye's, fingers and toes alive, we hold, we hold, Noon's heat, Wet, breathing Naked, Swimming in the thick of it, I hold , I hold, you, diffused, restless, Leaves falling short I hold I hold Midnight, October chill,s ghosts play, and masks betray, Holding, Holding Winter grey the days end Calling echoes Cross a barren tree frozen (I hold) (I hold)

Wandering streets by light's artifice, Empty, the mute air broken by testimony in the distance, The sound of specters, regions encompassed By illusory thoughts, obstructed With pillars of powerful mortality Reaching for divinity's state, (Within the mind of man) To fund the drug of existence indefinite. "Folly" A voice speaks in slow tones, each letter a distinction, The sound is lost but rings within, as a profound truth It echoes to immeasurable depths in knowledge's abyss, A ripple disturbing the amniotic fluid of the lake's womb, Daring to affect all regions, to reach Under the gloom of an overlying fog. "How deep was the