Hold High the Beaming Sky Light
Upon The Pillars Which Fold the Night
Such Gossamer Eyes
Such Lovely Might
Behold a Rose
In The Moons Sight
It is The Glowing Orb That Rules the Night
Make But a Wish to Fly Tonight
Mystical Glitter Sprinkled Array
Unlock the Mysteries of My Renea
Shall But a Tear Fall from Thine Eye
I Shall Clasp Tight In Heroic Sigh
All But a Dream
A Dream Turning Round
A Whisper
A Whisper
Don’t Look Down
And Oh the Sky Rips Open with Light
Make Way
Make Way
Starlight, Closing Eyes with Open Sight
Fly
Oh Fly With Might
Into The Gossamer Light
S.R.B.W.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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