Seed of the Sea

FANTASY CALL
WINGS TO THE SKY
I WILL SEE YOU THE DAY AFTER TOMORROW

A DOVE WILL CARRY ME UPON ITS WINGS
ACROSS A LAND OF WARRIORS FOOTSTEPS
AND SWORDS OF BLOOD THAT BLEED A HEART.

I SHALL DWELL IN A LIBRARY OF KINGS AND QUEENS
TO LEARN OF RITUAL AND BARBARIC INVASIONS.
THE DOVE AND I, SEEDED TO THE SPIRIT,

SEEK TRUTH OF A PLACE WHERE ANCIENT SOULS MEET.
WHERE PILLARS OF STONE DEPICT A HUMAN FORM
AND WALLS MOUNTED BY HANDS OF RAGE

INTERLACE REMEDY TO THE PIOUS.
WE SHALL REST UPON A SHIPS SAIL
WHERE TWO-HUNDRED MEN OAR A SEA

THE SUNS RAYS EMBRACE THIS PLACE OF TRUTH,
THIS PLACE WHERE ANCIENT SOULS TOAST TO THE SPIRIT
RENEWING AND REJOYCING COMMITMENT

WINGS TO THE SKY
I WILL SEE YOU THE DAY AFTER TOMORROW.

CHURCH OF THE ORACLE

A NARROW WOODEN BRIDGE LEADS ME TO A DOORWAY ALLOWING
ENTRANCE TO ONLY ONE FOLLOWER AT A TIME.
HIS LIGHT PEERS THROUGH THE SMALL OF CUT WITHIN THIS
MOUNTED STONE PLACE OF WORSHIP.

I FEEL HIS PRESENCE, I KNOW HIS EMBRACE
FOR I SEEK HIS WILL.
I HAVE COME TO DWELL IN HIS SPIRIT OF UNDERSTANDING AND FORGIVENESS.
TO CLEANSE MY SOUL AND ATTAIN THE KNOWLEDGE AND WISDOM HE
STRENGTHENS WITHIN ME.

I HAVE ENTERED THIS HOLY PLACE OF ANCIENT TIME TO BEHOLD THE
ATTEMPTED SEIZING OF A CREED.
HAND PAINTS OF SAINTS AND DISCIPLES WITHIN HIS BLESSED KINGDOM
ARE BLINDED BY THE HAND OF MAN.
WHITE WASHINGS HAVE FADED THE COLORS OF WARMTH THAT ONCE DID
EXUDE SO BRILLIANTLY.

I SIT CENTERED UNDER A DOME OF GODLINESS UPON RED SATIN AND
THREE EMBROIDERED GOLD CRUCIFIX TO MY GUARD.
I LOOK UPON A FEW PAIR OF REMAINING EYES AS THEY GIVE HEED TO
ALL WHO COME AND GO.
I LEAVE THIS HOLY PLACE TO ENTER THE CENTER OF HIS COURT. HERE
I SHALL REMAIN.