I began
my descent into
the inner
workings of
my dark soul.
A transformation began
to the ancient sound of Hatian drum-
beats.
My body swayed to the
Carribbean rhythms and
deep within, something responded.
I was left feeling
drained
yet strangely alive and revived.
My body and soul seemed
seperated
at the breathing of the
first haunting chord,
enraptured and entranced;
I fell within the stygian
deep, consumed and
bombarded by the smooth
voices of my
ancestors singing
Freedom! Liberty! Individuality! And Uniqueness!!
My inner man trembled
and retreated even deeper.
The midnight seemed steeper and soon
daybreak broke through the gate.
I was reborn,
grasping my lost element....
The newness of individuality in
accepting...ME!
Copyright 2004 Anno Domini/ "Earth's Wynne Publishing"
~Dark Wynne
my descent into
the inner
workings of
my dark soul.
A transformation began
to the ancient sound of Hatian drum-
beats.
My body swayed to the
Carribbean rhythms and
deep within, something responded.
I was left feeling
drained
yet strangely alive and revived.
My body and soul seemed
seperated
at the breathing of the
first haunting chord,
enraptured and entranced;
I fell within the stygian
deep, consumed and
bombarded by the smooth
voices of my
ancestors singing
Freedom! Liberty! Individuality! And Uniqueness!!
My inner man trembled
and retreated even deeper.
The midnight seemed steeper and soon
daybreak broke through the gate.
I was reborn,
grasping my lost element....
The newness of individuality in
accepting...ME!
Copyright 2004 Anno Domini/ "Earth's Wynne Publishing"
~Dark Wynne
