Love and Beauty

Brand New Dream

Worry clipped my wings away,

To hold my heavy heart at bay;

And all the times I tried to fly,

I fell atop another lie:

Heaps and heaps of lies beneath,

The soles upon my weary feet:

There I stood, and here I stand,

A soulless man on scorching sand.

Destined to die a wasted fool;

To fly-so high! my only goal.

Now I lie on hollow beams,

In search for what is left of me;

Like any vessel lost at sea,

My dreams wish-wash reality.

The waves I watch from on the shore,

Throw me around till I'm unsure,

Of how much more that I can take,

'Till I sink deep in mental wake.

Tears spew out my salted lungs;

The vultures have already sung....

"Réveillez-vous! Réveillez-vous!"

Her voice: a beautiful thing.

"Is it you? Is it you?

The one who found my wings?"

I could not see, could barely breathe,

Felt nothing but a constant sting-

Yet somehow she breathed life in me,

And taught my worn-out heart to sing.

I rose up on my hands and knees;

And felt-for once-a buoyant breeze.

She took me by my helpless hand,

And I began to weep.

Her sincere touch as soft as sand,

And I was sinking deep:

Into her green, universe eyes;

Into her sweet, sanguine smile-

And up-up-up! into the skies;

Where in the clouds we'll walk the aisle.

Waves washed out my radiant beam;

But you gave me a brand new dream.