Monday, October 26, 2015


The power in all beauty and the honour of the soul
Will build the life to something well beyond the keeper's toll
Fling out the hand and toss a spell to raise the life at stakes
The clouds upon horizon speak and wonders what it wakes
The power in the Traveler will stand the test of time
So deep within the magic to transform the world in rhyme
As steps of thunder rock the world to bring the final fates
Stretch out the willing hand to her, the heart no longer waits
No tolerance is left here for the shirking and denial
It’s time to rise above the past, transform this lifeless trial


© 2012 whickwithy

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