the holy
hours(A.Melleby)
is this
what it’s like to be free
is this the
way
Darwin
laughed at all of us
in the
mirror of the dawn of forever
a lonely
child
singing
through the forrest mist
lifetimes
ago
as the
bright lights are calling
between the
sun and the moon
I find the
mirror of myself
you don’t
need to be a prophet
to read
what I wrote
the warrior
of my time
the saint
within
comes to
life
every now
and in between
the battles
the dreams
still roam
my mind
do you
do you
still believe in me
then search
for me
and find
yourself
I love life
I love you
I love the
dream
I saw you
in
the holy
hours
the hours
between the sun and moon
shining
over you
the holy
hours
shining
over you
the holy
hours
crying over
you
the holy
hours
I’m crying
over you
the holy
hours
waving
goodbye to you
the holy
hours
