lying gently in the phantom of opera, <br />hammock the gentle sleep of forever <br />goodbye.... glad remembering <br /> <br />tears depart form the agonizing eye <br />view the sky of towering halos of <br />joy; angelic white robes bringing voice <br />of alluring sweet sleep.....embrace <br /> <br />hello dear soul, the silent of the lamb <br />says no more and the distance flight <br />sober the sky for the mild surrender, <br />hold the breathless echo of the soul <br />saying....the last return <br /> <br />cooled and happy viewed the sparkling <br />mid-night sky, rejuvenate the graving <br />stone crystal white of wonder.....silent <br />lost the pilgrim <br /> <br />harmony of the orchestra puzzle my <br />way, nay! hold me to stay... for the <br />echo swift me home, I will be home... <br /> <br />dear..... <br /> <br /> <br /> 'a poem dedicated to Michael Burdell'<br /><br />Antonio Liao<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/gentle-soul-6/
