Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Return to the mountains...

I can stand high upon the mountain
I can see across the vastness of Time
The valleys filled with clouds lay waste
To my every thought and desire save one

I can drink the rivers and bathe in seas
I can nest upon the crowns of forests
And chase the sun from the sky above
Yet one thing eludes me in this place

I have fathered nations erased others
Ruled over kingdoms far and wide
Blanketed myself in vanities and whores
Yet in the stillness lurks my poverty

For my heart is filled with her scent
Yet my arms are empty and cold at night
Far across the divide of Space she sits
And holds my soul within her hands

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