Take Me Home

Take Me Home…

For the role is huge and the pressure surmounts,

Lessons from life amount to the truth,

As life pretends and so do you,

Alarming obscurity comes to being;


A tainted picture is calling,

The magic amidst the woods forever appalling,

The rare flashes of light,

Often take plight;


What is your calling?

Is it sound or the bewildering might?

The plains are murky,

And so are the remnants;


Of a wavering past that comes before,

The true light stands mighty,

However faint,

The lamenting despair true to its name;


Take me home O mighty Lord,

Take me to my reward,

Take me to the winds,

Take me home to harmony and no discord…

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