I can hear the sound of my heart
as I lay hear thinking of good.
As things around me take shape
in aspects of destiny's rule.
The old man symbolizing
irrelevant being of the past
An unmitigated clarity
befalls as light unsurpassed.
Moonbeams striking upon my brow
I anxiously await new moons.
Never have I listened so intensely
to my heart speaking such truths.
DionWorx
