I have found that my perception
has been diluted by the glare
The harder I have searched
the less I have found to be there.
I have desperately strained my eyes
for anything waiting to be found,
but this sky seems just as empty
as this dreadful lifeless ground.
I struggle towards the dark-
the blind is leading himself,
and my eyes are torn open
as I gulp in my first breath.
In the bright and busy city
where the streetlights shine,
I searched for my reasons
but I felt that I was blind.
I looked up to the sky
and I found it all was black,
the stars' glory all drowned out
by man made light's attack.
So I wandered towards the woods.
Murky, dark, and dank.
Accepting my despair-
the stars were not meant for me.
But when the darkness was complete
I slowly rose my eyes
to find the gallery of the heavens
where my angel flies.
I delight within the darkness now,
and my heart belongs to the night
for my love belongs to the Moonshine
my love and only light.
Monday, November 12, 2007
Moonshine
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