Hands of Time
another day undecided so divided
clouded thinking overrides
the self imposed limitations, tidal waves crash
shallow waters filled of ash
burning ice black sun filled sky
just a moment in time, vertical skyline
soft pain knocks against the alabaster skin
full of emptiness within
charades who is the nameless one
deep blue sun, glass that can not brake
shatters seamlessly, mirrors reflection hold
gold tinted smile sparks lingering
flashing bright among the glittery fascination
spirits of ecstasy, overwhelm the senses
eyes open to see nothing
bleak yet sturdy battles ignite
the hand of time comes calling
Copyright 2005 DMW
