In the light

I am the world between the setting suns.

Instead of looking through
I aim my gaze ahead.

I burn the eyes of morning
and sleep in the arms of the shade.

I lie on thoughts forgotten
while my silence breaks the storm.

Follow me as I wallow through the depths of dawn
I will lead the way and gently feed my conscience with the surreal inseminations of my will.

The overlapping flow of your faith may finally bring your soul to rest.

Please revive those who we thought unremembered
so that we may finally again begin to see.