When Angels Speak, Chaos Listens!

>> Whispered through and heavens

silver wings beneath the tide.

Ancient choir singing in silence

where forgotten

angels

hide.

I was born between

the shadows

of a dream that

lost its face.

A wandering spark of starlight

cast beyond its sacred place.

>>

>> I walked a thousand sleeping kingdoms

without a battle, without a throne. A

ghost inside forgotten stories

searching for a way back home. The moon

wrote riddles on the water. The stars

concealed what they once knew and every

mirror

showed a stranger wearing fragments of

the truth.

>> Who am I beneath the mask? What when

>>

names are gone?

What secret sleeps inside the

darkness waiting for the coming dawn?

Oh, how I long for

celestial rain

to wash these

>> lifetimes from

>>

my skin.

All

I desire

is to dream

>>

again

>> and hear

the hidden voice

within.

My heart is lost among the

constellations,

drifting through an

endless sea.

>> Call

>>

my spirit from the silence.

Reveal

the sacred name of me.

>>

>> I found a flower made of

starlight pressed between forgotten

years. Its petals held abandoned

memories that were

watered by my tears. Angels slept

beneath black oceans guarding

doors of pearl and bone. They whisper,

"Traveler

of endless circles,

you were never truly alone."

Every wound became a

lantern. Every scar became a key. Every

monster wore the face of some forgotten

part of me.

Oh, how I long for

>>

>> celestial rain

to wash these

>>

>> lifetimes from

>>

>> my skin.

All I desire

is to dream

>>

>> again and hear

the hidden voice within.

>>

>> My heart is

lost among the constellations,

>>

>> drifting through an

endless sea.

Call

>>

>> my spirit from the silence.

Reveal the sacred name of me.

>>

>> Through the veil

>>

>> spun moonlight, through labyrinths of

crystal

sleep.

>>

Through

>> the gardens of the nameless, where

ancient destinies

still

weave. I followed where

the blade of starlight

cut the edge of death and time

until I found the final doorway hidden

in the heart of mind.

There I saw the sleeping cosmos

breathing through

eternity and heard a voice beyond all

voices calling softly

unto

me.

>> You are not the wound.

You are not the fall.

You are not the shattered mirror.

You are the dreamer of them all.

>>

>> Now

the soothing rain is falling.

Now

the dream

returns at last.

>>

>> Every chain of sorrow broken.

Every shadow

of the past.

My heart awakens

in the starlight.

No longer drifting

endlessly.

The angels sing across creation.

Psych.

Psych.

>>

>> Psych.

Psych.

Your true name has set

>>

>> you

free.

Across the silver

sea I wander.

Yet now I know

the way

>>

>> back home.

No longer lost among

>>

>> the nameless.

The stars remember.

And so do I.

>>