flight of the butterfly, rising free
A walk on the beach
The sun setting over the tall buildings
They enjoyed the sounds of the waves
The colors of the darkening winter sky
Where infinity meets the human mind
There the stark reality of the unseen thoughts prevails
Time and space folding into oblivion
A glance at the eternal corners of creation’s origin
Bitterness on my tongue
Drinking in your pain
Screaming in an instant
Anger doth not wane
Cinnamon's sweet flavor
Mixed with a touch of stark
Suffering doth not waver
Spirit hiding in the dark
Feel my holy touch
Let the light shine through
Never hope too much
Crumbling walls, love subdue