Wednesday, November 18, 2009

can anything be made right?

dust and ashes, dust and ashes
searching though hallways and dormitories where secrets are hidden between columns of alabaster
will it ever be forgotten, will it ever be forgotten
papers papers papers
pages and pages of blank parchment filed away in alphabetical order
cold and dark, cold and dark
there was much activity here once but now only the air lingers
be in front, be in front
beautiful dreamer be in front
don't rush out but stand in front
let us make all things new
start from scratch and leave no mess
dust in pan, heart in hand
be unto me the things i cannot do
this is where i dwell
where the impossible lives
in the middle, in the middle
don't test my thoughts, search my heart
silence be at peace, silence be at peace
sit here, let us drink deep, drink deep of this fountain

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