UnknownSector

What joy it is to dance the paths of light And tread the shifting rivers of the sun, To bathe oneself in waterfalls so bright And with the universe become as one. The moon rejoices in its silver gleam, Translucent radiance within the night, And, shedding down a gloried rippling stream, Creates a mystic watercourse of sight. The stars break forth, and shining from the deep, As jewels amidst a blackness and a mist, They wheel and turn, and o'er the world they keep A sparkling silver vigilance and tryst. The beams and lights flow back from pole to pole, And drown the world in stunning radiance, They pierce and rend the very heart a

Beyond the silvered courses of the stars, Imagination spreads her misty cloak Above the altar of my dreams, and chars The incense of a fantasy to smoke. Then mounting swift upon the rising fumes, The scent of dreams and fantasy displays Unto my mind a dreamscape that then looms Before my eyes and tempts me down its ways.

Before the fall of silver'd Glimmermoon, The breezes blew amidst the columned stones, And though the coming peril slept at noon, At night it haunts the alleys as it moans. The twisting fate of horror, blood, and death Attacks the sanity of all who dwell Within the walls, and with each gasping breath, Reams away their life into a hell.

The Lord is risen, let the nations sing, Let the earth break forth and praise our King, Hear the people shout and the sea rejoice, And the rocks cry out with a single voice. Holy is the Lamb and holy is our God, And holy is the Spirit of Life; Glory to our God and glory to his Son, Our redeemer, Jesus Christ!

Just a poem. It came, it flowed, I wrote it. It was kinda fun.