Alchemic Verse

Dawn star, so far
Holding last of night
Dark cloud, East shrouds
Hope in morning light

Last call, night fall
Letting magic leave
Lost sense, silence
Breaks the old belief

If only I could sleep

Let go, low blows
Losing last of fight
Rising, mind sings
All will be alright

Mourning dove, morning love
Rising to ascend
Time steals, reveals
This is not the end

If only to defend

Lone star, we are
Holding last of light
Sun’s rise, time flies
Burning off the night

Standing tall, letting fall
Doubting what you feel
Kill fear, and hear
Hope lets mourning heal

Hold close to what is real