Take my hand, good friend, and come with me
We’re bound for lands only we can see
Our lofty ship sails the swirls of mist
Just close your tired eyes and count to three
Our port of call, though known to exist,
is revealed solely by a Titan’s fist
He’ll smash the veil for our passage through
where land and sky at horizon kiss
Here, the Beyond, anoints guests with dew
as time loosens its hold on you
Feel the ship sway - its bow fall and rise
with prismatic colors your only view
Angelic voices in sweet reprise
carry your troubles as the dove flies
Our ship’s run its course – time for sunrise
Now, take a deep breath,
and open
your
eyes...
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