Shadows cast upon my bed
Dancing though there be no light
Save for the slowly dying flame
That lingers after wars subside
But battles yet to fight remain
As if the peace may never come
And lovers in repose lie waiting
For the two to become one.
And if I ever see the promise
Offered on that sacred mount
My heart will leap on wingless flight
With cries of freedom ringing out
And flame, once faded, bursting forth
Devouring shadows in the night.
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