4 Mar 2012

light above light, a halo of a halo
and a string of fate is plucked
to sound the white notes of a dream
as change gives birth to time
leaving contrails of diluted bliss
we outrun the pegasus, outfly
a hundred years’ rain in one second
to be as love would set afire
illusions burn away from sheer speed
to hold a candle in the storm
this is the prophet’s perfect peace
to sound as a star igniting
walking the earth the hand of a dream

posted by John H. Doe @ 12:01 am

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