Gather

I woke up a different me again. And maybe, if you didn’t know me before, you will know me now….

Other worlds come shifting through
The broken will of temperance faint
Righteous bound and thickening cloud
Of wonder lust and eager taint

The wider eyes of something new
Grows lies around one’s fickle heart
And trickles in the waning view
Of shadows cast from end to start

Dancing girl finds a scornful world
Back does bend till back does break
And every hand that extends in love
Draws back in fear passed hate’s debate

Circles set and lines drawn down
Candles lit and air perfumed
No anger left to fill this sound
Just passion sent long overdue

Wonder not about our sacred purpose
No cause left to suffer or to fear
Trust in the magic that burns before us
Fallen angels have gathered here

Trinzic