CASCADING
Swirling amongst the echoes
Of cascading underground worlds
I descend upon a scene of brilliant light
And hear the humming of mighty windpipes
To see the solitary figure
Playing the ever-pulsing heartbeat of life
And one could tell
That all was well
With him
Cast under this moment
Of spell
For the sights he played
He played so true
That the colors in front of my eyes
Changed from yellow to blue
And through this vision of translucent hue
I saw the hummingbird
Making the whole dream true
As he danced his way from my heart to you
Yes you
To whom my story is sent among
Look deep into the words
And see a dream that is equal of you
Of songs that whisper
Memories of places long behind
And you
Who only want to love for equal in return
Must let your mind cast back awhile
To a man who played a style
That was
But the whispering of the angels in the song
But how far it is we have traveled
From our piping stating place
For now the colors change
Through blue to red
And from the fires
Deep within the cavern low
The man is playing softly
To a song
That sets the heart aglow
With embers of emotions
Past but not forgotten
For with each note that is played
Another heart-breath is taken
And saved
But look
From between the shores
Comes the message of cold
As bolts of white light tingle my soul
As the winds of time leave me
I slide downwards
Into a legendary flow
Where the beauty of the snowbird
Shows icen worlds
Frozen beneath us all
But hold
Now a sound I do see
Of the gold the man is playing
In his song called destiny
As she winds her way around
The craggy crystals of life
And melts a world beside the sea
Where silently I float
Past the stars
Into the song
The man has played so long
Into this vacuous palace
Of sleeping heroes
Long rejoiced
And loved ones alive
But fading fast
Wither not
Oh flowers to truths' dream
For you who blossom
To show your beauty
Will be the singers of the song
So when the waves
And the wind
Do tune accord
Then you will see
The path walked by the Lord
With its curling cresting sighs
Tumbling at your sides
And looking down
Is but the mirror of Eternity
Whilst above
Shines all the love
To make any of this be.
Tony Waterfall
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