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Songs ignite the ether in the unconscious night
As dreams lift the dreamer in a flightless flight To see with eyes closed
by an ancient calling
Like diamonds in darknessstruggling with silenceWords splash meaning across a canvas that sleeps Riding on waves of melody and harmony Dancing around the imagerylike a symphonyInfinity
weaves threads of time and space Into the tapestry of what is from a mysterious point The source of which can never be approached Beyond all that is known or what even makes sense To forever wonder as wanderer in the great expanse Where time conceals more than it reveals And
what matters most? The breath of life caressing the moment? Love
cradling the heart with hope? To experience that which is greater than self? The
opportunity for awareness? Its an ironic paradox in which we find ourselves immersed We must both confront our fears and quench our thirst We keep going to a place primal and profound Suspend
disbelief to seek answers Only to discover more questions abound The
Ghost of Time CD
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