Looking at the mountainside,
the river flowing stream.
Wrapped up in eternity,
Inside life's warp dream.
To experience what I will,
and feel the desire to love.
To climb Heaven's hill,
and plant my feet above
the skies that are so blue,
the many hearts thereunder.
To find the ones that are true,
and bid them come hither
amidst the earthly palace,
God sets up his kingdom.
Within the nightmare's solace,
grants to us a new freedom.
An awakening like no other,
our souls truly blessed.
To find our true selves,
path only Known to greatness.
copyright@2006 by Mark Anthony St. Rose. All rights reserved.
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