Diaries Of An Immigrant Soul, Pt.20: With time to spare...

http://www.reverbnation.com/artist/song_details/1246301 Listen to this song while you read it... Irish Rain

it is a matter of time only, 

until the wind arises 

and relentlessly,  the moments fall asleep

these lonely hours pass by slowly

bestow me with radiant fear

and far more courageously... i weep!

the music shows me my place...

as weary as I am, drifting into space.

As the lighten candles have thinnered the air

visions of eden come to me 

slightly vague, out of vogue, yet fare

dancing among the leaves of autumn,

in my head, the spectrum...

swaying to the sounds of time...

to my memory, 

that is mother of all wisdom...

to the scent of freedom

and to the taste of prime!

O, How folly my ventures were...

through the valleys of death

O, how many passed winters there...

that have denied me mine breath

Good night, and good riddance...

may i please sleep!

shalt ye give me leave now?

to my downwards so steep!

By;

The Black Iris, Of The Luminous Imperious

Author's Note

http://www.reverbnation.com/artist/song_details/1246301
Listen to this song while you read it... Irish Rain

Reviews

[TamerQtaish]

I will say one thing bro,
It ain't over until you fall down with no air in your lounges!
And about us making the choice I totally agree with Tate Morgan...
All together an amazing piece, damn you so good at this

Love and Respect,
Tamer

[Tate Morgan]

I say to change ONES LIFE YOU MUST CHANGE THOSE PEOPLE AND THINGS THAT INFLUENCE IT WE CAN ALL BE ROUND DEATH AND DESTRUCTION IF WE CHOOSE but IF WE WANT WE CAN SEEK OUT KIND SOULS AND FOLLOW ANOTHER PATH LET THOSE INTERESTED IN DOMINATION HAVE THEIR WORLD AS THEY WANT IT MOVE YOURS ELSEWHERE