LACEDONIA

Feeling the sadness of being alone with the hardship of my escape hiding the fear behind my calamity;
The pain secretly disguised as a teardrop of hope as I fall asleep to the soft whispers of my Tyranny;
Please answer the beg of my plea to show that you care;
Please open my heart to trust in the power of prayer;
My gait slow but deliberate throughout the whimsical paradox of its hands clouding my sense of time;
Totally unaware of the inner sanctum located at the end of the hall within the good of my mind;
New birth glides along the lines of truth written into the love of my palms under a Lacedonian sky;
Take a walk with me and please hold my hand, remember you promised never to forsake me or say goodbye;
My eyes rise in the tranquility of peace and harmony inside the calm of your mountainous terrain;
Listening to the true beauty in the dialog between your prevailing wind and the sway of your amber grain;
Face to face with a kaleidoscopic focus within the truth of a recurring dream;
Blown away with a vision of true love arching towards my sights with wings fluttering into the light of Eden’s gleam;
Your warmth speaks to the search of my soul comforting the chiming echoes of my bone;
The promise of your harvest quiets the footprint of my foolish heart, within you, I’m never alone
Troy balkum©
Written 05/14/2008