Seventh Circle - Ash

In the dawn light the scars look pretty

Rain is falling and I can’t sleep

The morning I left

The most beautiful I’ve ever seen

Seagulls crying in the morning

Siren voices, hear them calling

Choirs of angels

So long Marianne

My soul ascends from the realm

Spheres of planets, the soul, four levels

Nine choirs of angels

Christ sits enthroned above them all

The stars glitter from afar

Feel their beauty pierce the heart

I dreamt about you long before we met

Tide of forgetfulness in the bloodstream

Slip between consciousness

Fade in and out dreams

And across the dark Atlantic Belfast lies asleep

And the river Quoile still winds it’s way down to the sea

She is star whose beauty is fading

In her blue eyes her luck is waning

She opened my arms to a million scars

I drift Lethe-wards on the current

I look beatific in the torrent

The rain blowing in my face down the avenue

Tide of forgetfulness in the bloodstream

Slip between consciousness

Fade in and out dreams

And across the dark Atlantic Belfast lies asleep

And the River Quoile still winds it’s way down to the sea

I dreamt about you

Did you wake me?

Was I dreaming?

You were in my dreams

You gave me shelter

Took care of me and set me free