Tuesday, July 22, 2014

Night Wings


It is Sleeping Vishnu 
The God of rest 
I curled up small my head on his chest 
I caught his Dreams there and built a nest
And we dreamed the Good things 
Of Wings..




So I don't care now
Too much for your Nightmares there,
Darling ...
These days I have a taste for something New


Morning dew and the Rainbow glow
Vishnu only Knows 
What Monsters of the deep
Lie within your Dark and Lurking sleep..



..they Terrorize your mind.

My kind flies Free 
Has wings of the Dove 
and these days The Lark too
Hark, She carries an Arc
Sits on the Moon 
The room where Cupids arrow Flies



I shot you Down 
It sounded like Silence and felt like a Feather 
or a little fairy Flitting by..
Fine by me  
But Nothing left for you



..except maybe These two.

Soar back to the Angel's Nest 
on your Night Wings 
Dream there,
Darling ...
That's where I rest
in Wait for you
Come Over and See me Sometime
I'll Lie to you the way you Love 
Bind and wrap you, Little dove
and Pull you back Into my Peace.

~*~

Wings all my own / Full grown and 
Fly me to the moon, got my bird-song in tune.. 
One of these days you're gonna hear me sing.



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