domingo, 28 de fevereiro de 2010


I kneel before the sacred land,
To end the life I lived,
To walk endless days in the sand,
To resign of the evil I believed.

I opened my eyes,
Gave myself to your judgement,
Now, as the sky cries
Allow me to present my atonement.

"I have passed the boat and found myself in shore, looking at her eyes and..."

Beauty, peace, a longing over in a moment,
Burning love in Her face,
To my soul's content,
Finding myself here, in Summerland, safe.

If there's a word I crave,
Something I work for,
To conserve through years through windows and frames,
Is Her ethereal, eternal and unconditional love.

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