Liberation

                                       
           
 
                                            Liberation


Shake the sighs of a dying world as you rise from your slumber
remember sacred dream-selves that tumbled down your pillow as you slept away the night
Lay softly holding on to your pillow as you hold tightly to your dreams
Beware of assassins cloaked in the form of desire, prowling the corridors of your past lives they would lay claim to your future thus robbing you of sanctuary
Death when it comes is merely a messenger dressed in what at first appears to be unfamiliar garments,
 its only upon closer inspection that one begins to recognize the face as one's own
No longer tyrannized by the sands of time or the craven entreaties of a false prophet who would hide your true face from you,
embracing death as your friend you are finally free from fates unyielding hand
Gazing from that land the living God awaits