Hope & Freedom
1/1/2012 6:44 AM
Drift past of long night nine
a troubled vestal of all or none
keeping quite to the paced line
I am not of what is won
Let go of this, find life anew
in sheltered rest, finding not found bliss
only nature’s tune sung out of key
and my mind drifts, lost as a loon
Lead me not to darkness
Climb away from torture’s door
Life’s little game have brought the last test
I have not forgotten the ancient lore
I have found a way
An out to follow
As before its call is not far
Her sister being to dance her light
A height of spirituality beyond,
the tiny pining of lady’s fair head
Drift with that wondering wind
And know thyself. Find peace of mind
Those that believe, shall find out victory
The blessed sisters of Hope & Freedom
