Bring forth to me the sky of being

a world of flow and strife

fall upon the eyes of love

to cleanse the scowl of hate

Clear does the call rise

on the noon of mine desire

set in stone of past

so fat away from now

Loneliness reflected in solemn eyes

How far has the road set in stone been?

How lonely the sacrifices made in love?

Standing upon the fall of the rise

tired eyes resting on the unknown

heart asking how long has it been?

Weary feet hurting from walking on stone

Light fall upon a tired brow

caressing painful skin and soul

Solemn eyes rise to see the light

drinking it in to feel its wonder

Give to me the need of soul

Let it give me wings of love

to fly on the flow of source

feet no longer touching

a past set in stone

Bring forth mine love

to fill the needs of my soul

not the desires of mine heart!

Written by Anush