The Sun's rays were stolen today,
Where could that light have gone?
What force on Earth could take it?
Whose power could nullify the Sun?
The night had stretched for days,
The Sun never rose from the east,
The light seemed lost to the world,
The light which left me an age ago.
The Wind's gust was stolen today,
The dark world suffered another,
Another loss to a mystical power,
Another loss which all had wept.
No one knows what stole the Wind,
The darkness blankets the vast land,
No blissful breeze striking my face,
No calming breath of Earth to still me.
The sanctity of life was lost,
Somewhere in the darkness,
Blown away absent the Wind,
Stolen away in endless night.
My question was answered by you,
Your eyes held a truly bright light,
Light capable of blinding the sun,
Light which blinded me in my fall.
The light's dazzle was only a prelude,
To the brilliance hidden in your soul,
Your power is truly one most sublime,
Your essence is truly most beautiful.
The breeze from you which struck me,
Blew my mind to a wonderful place,
A place where the long lost treasure,
The treasure of happiness was found.
The wind of the Earth was too feeble,
To be considered equal to your gust,
One which could blow away a mind,
Which could blow one over the edge.
Steer far clear you false prophet,
I've walked upon this path before,
You take away all life's meaning,
And leave me bare absent heart.
The journey of yesterday burns today,
The wounds of yesterday yet unhealed,
The ghosts of yesterday still haunt me,
The curse of day's past hex me today.
Steer clear from me, you fallen angel,
This life has been broken like its soul,
The path behind me holds the terror,
To twist any mind beyond recognition.
Even if you truly are my saviour,
I'm afraid my strength has gone,
My spirit cannot walk your path,
The past sternly breaks tomorrow.
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