Walk me away from all of life´s cruel ways,
Step by step, down the highways &
byways,
Past loud jeering crowds & cruel
jarring words,
To the end of all time where life begins
anew.
Please step me a dance, waltzing slow &
gently,
To where the swans glide & gazelles
softly graze,
Beneath trees robed in dresses of emerald
& jade,
To winter´s old boughs, kissed with icicles
of death.
Tip-toe me silently past the dead & all
who are sleeping,
To where dreams appear to babes in
benevolent sighs,
And all is possible to those who live &
still breathe deep,
Upon the leaden lidded pillows of deep
dreamless slumber.
Swim me on the waves, on ripples & the
small icy droplets,
Over wild blue oceans, dreamy rivers &
the seedlings of rain,
Deep into caves of ancestors & the dark
silence of the deaf,
To where ancient life is deeply hidden,
lost & is never found.
Fly me up & away, high on the feathered
wings of the plumed,
Above far away mountain peaks, below old
woolen grey clouds,
Up & dancing around, with the swirling of
Dervish´s dizzy thermals,
Step me faraway, so that I may know & touch
the cheek of God.
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