Musings

There's a steady stream

twinkling in the sun..

A sword, a beam

Crashing so you succumb..

Would there be

A finished tune,

When the night is done?

I do believe

that destiny holds

that key, that fire,

to vanquish the thousand demons,

But where are they? I ask..

Before the dawn breaks,

before the swan takes

it's first flight,

Will there be a new morn?

And before my time on earth is up..

Will there be a new song?