Monday, February 1, 2010

Gigs Band As Sahar


Watching those descending dark clouds
Forsee by the beast I’m standing proud
Reaching for those star high above
Shining bright blinding my eyes

I suffered a 7 days hunger
The meditation of healing embun pagi
The brightness of golden fields
Look! The sign from the ravens

Those voices – so deafening so cruel
So humid is the winds that blow

Appreciate what have been told
And the sea....

I proceed with my eternal walk
Still those ravens above me
The winds breezing much horizontal

Those voices....
So weakening....
So cruel....

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