standing on the shore
I see a statue
of a man I once new
as the tide rises
the sun sets
he disappears
to return once again
standing on the shore
I see a statue
of a man I once new
as the tide rises
the sun sets
he disappears
to return once again
In this church
may you find peace
and return to your true nature
the spiritual awakening
brings joy to the heart
understanding the self
feeling of freedom
a dream to withhold
I sleep alone still
waiting for dreams to catch me
soft pillow stuffing
together we are a better part of ourselves
dreams lead into dreams
let your conscious fly away
as the subconscious governs the night
succumb to Morpheus
let him be your guide
as you venture ever further
to reach an understanding
when you wake
and try to remember
has this been your life
that when you close your eyes
you are seeking surrender
in dreams
The moon rises
and transforms the night
its light descending
shaping the valley
each step a mile
from sunrise to sunset
there lies the moon
reflected in a pool of light
our dream of happiness
lasts us through the night
My vision grows thin
as I walk away
I look to see you again
When I sleep
upon the lost shore
nevermore
chasing the moon
through falling skies
leaving shadows behind
the path of light
reflects visions of the self
as one contemplates
the eternal being
being apart of it all
relinquishing the self
through fading skies
of shattered light
shadows move unchecked
contemplating dreams
chasing the moon