• bobbylong 21w

    "Redemption"

    Running in circles, to count the stars in the sky
    Out of the tunnel, alas! I saw the light
    Over the hill to see the shire
    On mountaintop, where my dreams stand affirm

    A visit to the playing Rhiannon Birds
    And how they lull me to their nest
    To wake up my dead feelings
    Which has been buried in the dust

    Lost in the ocean of dirt where the waterfall lied of falling
    My mind bruised from the voices of the world
    Soon as the three horsemen sketch their ride
    As I make an ace to the fog

    Views of trees falling over trees
    And the tales of the fallen kings
    As the stick embrace the drum with a kiss
    Of what to bear from where it leads
    ©bobbylong