Spirit

 

 

In the darkest days

In the darkest nights

The spirit lives on

 

There are many roads we may not walk

Questions left whispered on sorry lips

Forever unanswered 

 

As the sun sets

Birds call their mournful cry 

Wild horses gallop

The spirit defiantly lives on

 

Tears will flow like muddy rivers

Hearts will ache unbearable ache

Beneath impenetrable grey skies

Sadness burnt on ancient mountains

A burning wound festers

 

In the darkest days

Through our darkest nights 

The spirit courageously lives on

 

Forever scarred 

 

The spirit 

The wild storm 

Balm to our wounds 

Drenching thirsty land

 

Words fail

Memories swirl 

Spirit dances in the wild winds

 

In the darkest days

Through the longest, darkest nights

A wild spirit gallops 

With the wild horses

Forever roaming free