Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Seer...

The sun cast tiger stripes upon the ripples
An ancient ruin once thought holy stands alone
From the edge of a cliff a seer watches
And mysteries unfold

In tidal pools just below me bathes a maiden
She suspects she is alone I believe
Her head turns slightly I see her eyes
She knows well I am here

We play this game from Time to Time we do
I will seek and she will hide amidst names
And places within worlds so far away
And yet I see her always

When I dream

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