Birthday Moment

Posted: December 23, 2009 in the immortal of conscience

Something moving in the emptiness, and the moon from my sky was gone with stars.
Sometimes I’m so tired of being here, my once pleasant dreams.
Speaking to the atmosphere, no one’s here and i fall into myself.
Fallen angels at my feet, whispered voices at my ear.

God knows what lies inside me, the truth story was end.
The emptiness will be the king of the crushing heart, until warm peace will arise.
I close my eyes, the lantern dies.
The scent of awakening, wildhoney and dew…

I fall asleep, and see it all…
The lights of space flared beneath my feet, the living earth started to breath.


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