The Lair Of Purity

From the day my eyes first open

Voices inside started speaking

Lullabies like faded memories of an Eden in eternal spring

Where at will colors reappear, where creation blooms in rejoice

Dodging away its mourning mantle

In horizon ablaze the sun shone

On those mourning themselves, slowly given back their senses

Given courage to hold on longer and a goal to breathe for

Desert traveler in a mirage welcome

Feeling a presence, yearning for fairy hands

To steer the dormant soul back to life again

Remote heaven, like an island by all lines bypassed

At times seen drifting in the horizon to disappear

A mere glimpse was enough to reopen the wound

The awakening comes

Sorrows held within all want out at once

All day sleepwalking

Daydreaming over a memory

A star around which all thoughts revolve,

Worlds feeding on its light,

At times the dream comes to life, yet elusive remains

Stars fell from the skies, by this marvel overthrown

At last breathed life in, from mire raised

Reality comes soiling illusions

With its clouds the skies darkens

Flogged by the wind, howling heavenward

To keep away storms marching in

To halt the march of time, so winter won't come again

Then the sleepwalking resumes, while the anima sleeps

Chews its way to the core, worming within the domain of dreams

Beckoning refuge, until the worm wiggles in its sleep

In lust for this life again, this constant cycle of hopes and despairs