Frost Tinted Rose in the Sleeping Fields


Hindered by restless thoughts at night
Submitting to the amber light of evening
Wandering through dreamlike states
Searching for the end of my ache

Fantasising for the home I left
Ending the bitter fire that burns
Searching for the sleeping fields
To fall and descend into slumber

Where have my passions gone?
Carried away down winding streams
Beginning again on this unnamed plane
I saw your face in the frost tinted rose

The light of the lunar cycle on the oasis
Illuminating the endless corpse road
Leading to the nirvana of sleeping fields
Where I may find you on the face of the rose

My mind is laced with bitter thoughts
Remembering something said long ago
Misplaced memories tinted with smoke
Misled prayers to heal an unknown wound

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