And so it lay in slumber dreaming colours in the dark,
Beckoning its wonder to display a stormy past,
But wonder lingered lonely drawing splinters form its skin,
And dreaming of the day it could replace its wonderings,
But through a crack that crept across the floor,
Came colours streaming never seen before,
And so awoken from its slumber evolution could be born,
With an army of emotion something visceral was born,
And from the heart of dormant thunder
Came the spark that stung desire,
From a calculated silence,
Revolutionary fire,
With every member marching now as one,
They're charging to an ever-rising sun,
A journey that was never seen before,
But never had the journey been so sure,
From calculated silence revolutionary science visceral,
So from the threads of dreams was spun a multicoloured leaf,
Embedded in its seems there lay the veins of new belief,
He breathed an air that offered so much more,
It was an heir that he had never held before,
Never before,
And so awoken from its slumber evolution could be born,
With an army of emotion something visceral was born,
And from the heart of dormant thunder
Came the spark that stung desire,
From a calculated silence,
Revolutionary fire,
With every member marching now as one,
They're charging to an ever-rising sun,
A journey that was never seen before,
But never had the journey been so sure,
From calculated silence revolutionary science,
Revolutionary science visceral
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HT3R21 6 months ago
Fantastic! As usual! Defs keen to hear more, keep it up :)) x
sammystrongarm 7 months ago
You're voice and words are exquisite Mark. This gives me goose bumps all over. So
pertinent of the world today. Thank you. Agree Anna!
MJwozhere 11 months ago
Lyrical Genius!!!
AnnaK40 11 months ago