Scripture

by

Thomas Granger

On our way to paradise we had to make a stop
Way up this very mountain, will we ever reach the top
To come to this one place in the passage by the sea
Find I'm meant to be here, drenched in sunshine, by a tree

Though I did not come here looking, I am searching nonetheless
For words with the true meanings that often can't express
They come to me in flashes with no time to sort them out
I re-restore the scripture, seldom ever having doubt

A sharply flowing river from the mountains and the sky
Treacherous redundancy will leave you where you lie
The overflowing forests keep on feeding all their needs
Never say the storm cloud is not hurting as it bleeds

Rush down to the ocean where the current meets the tide
Wash away those feelings from the bottom of inside
Wait until the day it can get turned back into rain
Releasing the real teardrops that meander from the pain

Arisen from this castle I find need to climb the walls
My thoughts diverse most endlessly, like echoes down these halls
It's written in the starlight, as it beams upon the floor
So I quickly write it down, like it is and was before

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