From The Deepest Dark

There is a love song from the deepest dark Flowing onward to the tomorrow day Within its whimsy going and fancy spark Anything might come to the light to stay Finding distance on in the front of time That is coming to give its spark to live Every thought that blows in their lost prime Of the ways and things that in truth might give Like dreams in the fire that never really is Only a slashing of its in and out go Like the glow shining of an evening bliss When it is still in its early most flow Shining star in its amazing falling whim Before it goes to darkish roots of dim