DRAW ME IN

I saw the world end

in a dream

God how real

to hear the scream


Scream for me to save them

Scream for me to bend

In my weakness take them

Upon my back and wing


Fly them to the heavens

Far away from the pain

Where quiet and peace are reeking

And they no longer scream

At me.


Close to death we seem

Without appreciating the dream.

Life….we named it long ago.


A glimpse, a gasp, less than a moment, past.

Entwined in a thought surreal and true.

Once was flesh and broadened horizons

That have ends we never knew


Anchored ourselves to real and pain

Time and evil and rain

Exist.


Drew us in to live here for now

Foreigners on this land.
 
--Diva