Leafsailors Ghost
Posted: February 22nd, 2016, 5:13 pm
All the voices requesting asylum
calling from a dark swirling beyond
to become songs now
one and another to be lost in a shadow dream
slipping in and out of aware
whispering in magic desire
feel the kiss of midnight
the hiss of stillness
caress the quiet mind
only the hour will ever know
the colors found there
who are you to come calling
at this door beyond the mind
a riddle makers paradise
it is the haunting of the old books
kept in a room that no swordsman may enter
it is the sanctuary of a love
move now into the warm light
see the ancient texts translated into visions
allow the healing
then slipping away return to the world aware
sail on old man
calling from a dark swirling beyond
to become songs now
one and another to be lost in a shadow dream
slipping in and out of aware
whispering in magic desire
feel the kiss of midnight
the hiss of stillness
caress the quiet mind
only the hour will ever know
the colors found there
who are you to come calling
at this door beyond the mind
a riddle makers paradise
it is the haunting of the old books
kept in a room that no swordsman may enter
it is the sanctuary of a love
move now into the warm light
see the ancient texts translated into visions
allow the healing
then slipping away return to the world aware
sail on old man
