Hidden eeries of desire echo to angelsongs of love: The Beacon

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

The Beacon

Piercing darkest confusion, And the fogs of fear's illusions, Is the furore of a beacon That challenges and beckons Calling me, calling me To carry on Dispelling the clouds of despair And overriding panic's blare Is a clarion of light That summons and invites Calling me, call me To carry on.... Sign in to see full entry.

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