Excerpts from Embers in the Stream.

Veil 

Do you hear my words?

The intrinsic beauty of it all? 

Are you willing to unveil? 

To see the bride as she truly is? 

Pain, beauty, and all?

Stranger,

Layla!

I should not care for you as much as I do!

But you represent an inner freedom, 

You form spoke to me in such a deep unraveling way, 

That the body from the past was dug up and ingested, 

Take my departure as my gratitude,

Sweetness 

O child of mine, 

You have no mind, 

Yet you exist somewhere, 

Far off in the distant recesses of the universe, 

Each step I take is towards your fate, 

Yet I know not your face,

I know not your face, 

Though, 

I carry you in my womb,

Towards the day when you come forth,

Towards the day when you come forth,

Forgotten One 

O,

Almost forgotten one, 

Why do you sit, nestled so deep, 

Beyond an emotion’s veil, 

Don’t you remember who you became? 

Why do you stare at something long forgotten, 

Bubbling it up throughout the ages, 

Why do you turn your back on me? 

I am dying for your embrace, 

Yet you leave no trace,

Tell me your deepest wounds, 

So it may heal us, 

For time has merely progressed them. 

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