Alexander Thomas

I saw you hiding your tears crying in pain,
Hoping that all would be washed away with the rain,
Perched on a cliff you were desperate to be set free,
You slipped and fell into the tempestuous sea,
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Behold the power!
Bend down and cower!
Twisting and tearing through it will devour you,
The rain splashing, thrashing and lashing,
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I shed my appearance of the present time,
To return to man's immortal state sublime,
And be pure of nature and form,
Descending into waters clear and warm,
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I sold my soul to the devil,
For a half-hearted wink and a thirst quenching drink,
But not water instead poisonous ink,
To it I hold a mirror,
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Children of the dawn,
Go play in the corn!
Burn the house down,
And wear the sky as your crown!
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When lightning sparks the flame to burn bright,
All are drawn to the light,
When fire burns strong all will go brave into the dark night,
The flames dance will flicker forever in sight,
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What a gift is life,
With glimpses of heaven reflecting,
And gracious fortune intersecting,
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I walk upon these sacred sands of time,
Through towering dunes of wonder I climb,
Gathering the perfect moments that gleam,
To create the heaven of which I dream.
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Such beauty beyond words!
Straining imagination,
Mystifying comprehension, unfathomable in design, staggering in subtly!
The sinuous lines and curves,
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When the wild, wild winds tear,
For thee so tender and fair,
I would not hesitate to dare,
To run my fingers through thine flaxen hair,
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Remember me when I was young,
When I stretched my arms out to all the places far flung,
To those sublime divine dreams I clung,
On that great love I was hung,
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Through golden pillars,
Over silver-threaded carpets,
Sat upon thrones wrought from the Earth,
Bathed in the glow of fire on nature's holy altar.
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In the grips of the dark night, I saw a most mysterious sight,
From outside of my window writhed a wistful, whistling wind,
My lace curtain like a ghostly veil, On moonlight seas a sail,
Doing an ethereal dance, behind a dazzling full moon grinned,
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Through the entrance stone,
Into another dimension I was thrown,
Pulled beneath mystical oceans,
Of swirling, torrid currents of emotions,
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Your eyes are deeper than clear skies,
In your eyes true love never dies,
Your innocent eyes can never tell lies,
In your eyes your lonely soul cries.
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The tea in the cup stirs,
As we forget our cares,
With a cloudy swirl,
The winding stairs curl.
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To life's reverent way the feather does fall,
Cast in a new pose I throw on this shawl,
As if a sculptor I chisel with my mallet,
As if a painter I mix colour from my palette.
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With frenetic dance with age time speeds,
The question begs where all this leads,
If immortality is what together we seek,
To the stern face of life we can't be meek.
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Beneath a sinking, slumping sun,
Nature serenely sleeping,
Wrapped up for biting, choking cold,
Cheery eyes peeping.
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Skimming stones and stepping stones,
Muddy toes and a sunburnt nose,
A sleepy cloud passing over a noisy crowd,
Streaks of light across a gazing sky,
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