Beach Leanbh

(07/22/1982)

Tonight We Rise


Pursuing fate that clever thief
A whisper shaking tree and leaf
To hear you in the moonlight speak
Put calloused hand on freckled cheek

Tonight we ride
Tonight we peak

Echoed will across a chasm
Sweetly led by your diapasm
Thundering through my mind and heart
To curtained ships as we depart

Tonight we fly
Tonight we start

The journey valued as the end
The path before us to ascend
With tandem steps do we begin
Your hand taking mine, skin on skin

Tonight we run
Tonight we win

What will and fate alone deny
Together built forever high
An effort made toward the prize
Defy your fears and dry your eyes

Tonight we fight
Tonight we rise

Submitted: Friday, July 23, 2010
Edited: Saturday, November 12, 2011

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