Winter

[William Garza]

Memories in the seeds
Melodies unsung and unseen

Tales of what they have seen and prophesy
Syncopated waves to the horizon
wave propogation and frequency
But..you don't see.

Tides inside to you ebb and flow
Music in your soul to guide your steps

Red light of the sun
We could fly
You and I

Sit beside my cloud
Kissing the morning dew

All the world is made a new
Taught in sinew and eyes that glisten

Winter is fallen and the world is made new

When the sky is stars
You'll be right here with me
And the violas play and in your memories to stay
Walk along the rivers bright
Underneath moon and milky ways

Pilgrim
Your seasons may grow cold
But desire is the fire that keeps you warm in the deep of dreams

Let your seed take hold and quicken into life
The journey awaits.

 

[yaying]

But desire is the fire that keeps you warm in the deep of dreams

though i may sound holding or clinging
of a dream that possibly not coming
a sad fact that hoping far beyond expecting

that dire ember will keep me warm longer
until then dear pilgrim i wish for u to keep going.

 

[t2andreo]

Uh-oh, kindred souls... emerge.