My Unreachable Dream - Poem by Damabiah 777

Nostalgia burns deep inside my self.
Shall I give up, shall I battle again?
Survival of an unfirming dream
I love a face that I have never seen
I hold a hand that I have never touched
I crave for a soul that I have missed so much
With a new promise is the sun rising
Time has spread its burning wings
It says: I am coming, as a fire-arrow
I will take away your undried sorrow
One day you will come to life
So pure and unstained, your mighty sight
Will harmonize the darkness and the light
Will sanctify the wrong with the right
And the gods from their inviolable place
Will raise their hands and absolve your mistakes
Only then shall you never reborn
Yet cry in silence until I come