The night caresses secrets in a dream
Speaking of promises unspoken
The doors open to the wind of the first sun
And nothing recalled will ever be forgotten
You sat there a while scanning the miles
Free child of beauty and a caged reptile
You wish you could fly but dreams cloud the sky
The rain in your brain is washing them dry - Nausher

What the gods give
Man quickly takes away
From the waves in your eye
To the void in the sky
From the blackness of light
To that tsunami of night. N