Thursday, March 07, 2013

On Lonely Down.


      On Lonely Down.



Enchantment calls me down,
to where the valley dell
and the fey people all meet.
Another day on borrowed time,
could see me wearing,
this tired old downward frown.
And yet their voices,
kissing a rhythm of hope,
help me rise until I float.
Climbing up onto a cloud,
some peace and passion,
trickle through this happy ray.
All I fear has fallen away,
under the doubts of how,
everything works out somehow, now.
And once again spirits soar,
to fill my beliefs
I couldn't have wanted more...!