born again

 

fade an early sunset on the man I’ve been pursuing

crickets chant a mantra of a praise that I should know

sitting in the silence hearing breathing right beside me

someone else uncovered when the light begins to go

 

a lost home in a place that I am not glad to be found in

the best thing I can think of is a secret I forgot

just beyond my will is every promise of completion

“dream a little dream” and life will not be what you thought

 

they’re sinking in, the hopes I had of what I’ll never have

and driving past the palace, I remember: I don’t ask…

standing in the yard, I feel the force of every wish

and mutter to myself about the ones I always miss

 

falling all around me are the things that have defined me

coming in the storm a voice of all I hope to be

born before an insight stole the life I gave my heart to

I’m born again to die once more and find myself within You

 

ah -

ah -

ah -

born again …

 

© 2002 lance saint ash