I will gather you dews from all morrows’ rainshine

I will gather you dews from all morrows’ rainshine

28 July 2016

 

Meet me at stark midnight when the ravens are high

The tides walk my footsteps on a ravenous ledge

Where the dark meets the light on neither ground nor sky

Where the talk slips from preps gone to school of the edge

 

The clueless will flounder their thin minds a sheer fall

In brinks of no longer within a troubled sleep

Thickets a dire pounder no deep grasp to recall

Their greed getting stronger as the walls set so steep

 

Relinquish the doorways what goes in will come out

The will is in heartpath not within steely mind

The caves flourish subways from bare digging we flout

Brittle veins in bloodbath as hearts open they grind

 

Show me the avenues that carry your heart’s mine

I will gather you dews from all morrows’ rainshine

 

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