The Muse : Sleep Fast Awake

Silver sky before the dawn
On the lake floats a white swan
Timeless it seems and without motion
Blazing starlight soul’s devotion
Crossing roads at thoughts turnpike
Traveling smoothly through my psyche
Clearly I see a million lights
While shadows dance in silent nights
The eggshell got a severe crack
Under this cosmic love attack
I feel the mist in every bone
A golden child climbs on the throne
Feather light on wings so strong
Projected self come fly along
Like in a cool stream’s running flood
My spirit feeds its brood with blood

© Written by: Anja Jaenicke, July 2015

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