01-17-2013, 11:10 AM
Thanks for the feedback. Is this any better?
The book unfolds, a journey is to begin.
Out fly butterflies down purified skin.
The heart, it flutters.
Chanting, singing.
Nothing compares to the ringing
of a harmonious melody's rebirth.
Trembled palms raise up.
The soul bounces in a molded clay cup.
Such words are not from earth.
Sincerity supplicates,
while tears drop in a garden of open gates.
Long to leave now and plunge into these words of love.
Most Merciful, this is the day.
You have taken me away.
I'm swiftly flying to the seven skies above.
The book unfolds, a journey is to begin.
Out fly butterflies down purified skin.
The heart, it flutters.
Chanting, singing.
Nothing compares to the ringing
of a harmonious melody's rebirth.
Trembled palms raise up.
The soul bounces in a molded clay cup.
Such words are not from earth.
Sincerity supplicates,
while tears drop in a garden of open gates.
Long to leave now and plunge into these words of love.
Most Merciful, this is the day.
You have taken me away.
I'm swiftly flying to the seven skies above.