Thursday, May 14, 2015

A Lone Man

A lone man waited by the sea,
Awaiting a wave of prophecy;

A wave to wash purity over him,
Streaming down from a holy site;  

A wave that washes up in twilight,
As sun n' moon twine in western sky;

A wave bearing special gifts of hope,
To keep humanity going another day;

In this wave there's a bright vision,
Sweet voices and fragrances too.

The lone man does not want these,
He just wants to give them all away.

He just wants to give them in words,
Words that will last for generations;

Inked in visions, voices and scents;
Divine words dripping love to no end.


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