Seek

Do you instruct my existence of dust and the obsolete just to unravel me ?     Allow my peripheral's to gaze the river of jade or spring songs of tune birds     Just to run her barren dry to the mouth   Have the melodies of walnut roots muted to ones ears     

Regal grace the crown and sit upon many nations  of land sky and her seas   Just to have light wander a abyss of me myself and I    A World mad with no figure to traverse into awakening     Yet through the dim lamp left bedside one sinners morning  darkness erased in the valley, we walk hand in hand many nations we trampled fear and sought hope .