Words Of Widsom Poem by shane lewicki

A silver quartet dancing amongst the darkest night,
The wind slowly pondering her thoughts,
gently caressing the pale skin of a wondering mind,
A glimpse of insanity mirrors the stare,
unborn is the wisdom secretly hidden in the deepest depths of our souls...
Slowly fading are the grains of an existence bound by time everlasting,
Footprints imbedded in the sands of time slowly being washed away to a realm of the forgotten,
Fear not,
For the wisdom shall soon shine,
gone is the shattered glass of insanity,
only to show the purest hearts of children,
the sun speaks in words unknown finding a listener to its wisdom,
now you are a listener to its words,
clarity defeats an insane tongue,
follow the sun and its wisdom never be weary to its explaination, eternally strong stay on the path to glory,
never look back for the devil will steal your soul with his forked tongue...