Mike Wexler
Pariah
Is it the end
or just the length of time
you have in mind to try
No telling when
your hidden smile lies
where you will find the time
The angel spoke
& slept the centuries as in a lucid dream
ashamed of what it sees
The back-turned forward march
into the waiting arms unseen
Whose is the form
that is forbidden you
to take but yours alone
(Thanks to Der-Yogakurs for these lyrics)
From Letras Mania