In the brilliance of the sun,
The shiny splendour blue,
It reaches the shore,
Swishing as if on cue,
Like it wants me to hear,
Stories of ships lost,
The places it has seen,
The battles it has fought.
Darker than night itself,
In the darkness of the night,
It just wants to hold on,
It waits for the light,
It whispers in my ears,
Promises of clear blue,
What it doesn’t know,
colour ain’t all that true.
Days Dawnin, skins crawlin
ReplyDeleteIt cuts through the lands
ReplyDeleteIt cuts through the soils
Cutting through the ice
It aint afraid to toil
All that matters
Is the soul is bares
Be it you Be it me
No barrier No fear
Who better to know
That color is the veil
What lies beneath
Is what makes the tale
All you need
Is to let the guard down
To drop all your fears
And just lend a ear
In the darkness of the dark
And the light of the light
Trust in its beauty
It heals with its sight