The Tale of a Dream
Faith comes knocking with a fistful of valor
Sitting at the threshold of my youth.
White lines of waywardness walk past the light.
A feud defines the age of rebirth
Of human deception,
And the words unveil a naked page
Yearning for understanding.
Thousand waves confront the hand.
Underneath the moon
The world changes lanes
And the red light calls for the truth to come clean
As the clouds pass thought my heart.
Each second time, we blink there is a mouth seeking
A rainfall to quench its thirst for love
And the cruelty of man sees no end.
Surely, I felt the heavy burden of one voice
Curse and the sight of his torn side
Is an imperfection that pulls me
Closer to the jars of clay
The legacy.
Coming to the edge of a foggy night
An old man searches for the last encounter
Of his lifelong journey with an illusion.
Seeking the heart of an angel
The tree reaches for the tears of Man
Dying to come out and play.
For a long time, I could see the valiant
Effort to connect the bloodline of many souls
Destined to seek the ultimate lost love.
Rony Joseph all rights reserved 2010