Where
time has lost a heartbeat,
I
fell to space undone.
The
Shaman drums against the wind,
To
calm the storm in me.
Had
I loved her through eternity,
Only
she, would have known?
Could
my eyes have seen again,
All
that I'd adored?
Soul
of the world that spoke in me,
Showed
all rewards as one.
Given
to the laws of loves fate,
I'm
filled in her once more,
Open
doors where the fire ignites,
Deep
down, below desire.
The
thawing of this winter ice,
Warms
like the burning sun.
Witches
of the days long ago free,
Return
to mind and heart.
Sacred
rites performed most every night,
Eagles
flight above the darkest night,
Of
Baikal freezing winter chill.
Will
not soften yet a heart of stone,
Until
the violin raises love.
Once
upon a long summer gone,
The
whispers took her away.
Gold
the voice of eastern skies,
I'm
lost to see her more.
An
angel rode beside me there,
We
walked hand in clammy hand.
Nothing
touched the joy made then,
For
love had touched souls.
Peels
of thunder called my name,
When
dying took me home.
Now
I'll live in clearer light,
Regaled
as one of them.
Always
was the journey to be,
I'd
fought my battles well.
Now
I realised this sacred truth,
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