To reach this hallowed ground vainly I am trying
Return to slumber: This light's not worth the waking
This hope, reality in my mind still vying

Bathed in your glory suddenly, angels flying,
Your tragedy exquisite, mine for the taking
To reach this hallowed ground vainly I am trying

Focused on our seperate world crafted with sighing
Delighted with paradise that I was making
This hope, reality in my min still vying

Then shattered: True words interrupt silent lying
I'm reeling, not bitter, watching your stars breaking
To reach this hallowed ground vainly I am trying

Intensity still churning: release through crying
The yearning too long restrained, incessant shaking
This hope, reality, in my mind still vying

My mouth still smiles, in spite of all that's dying
All within me searching to escape the aching
To reach this hallowed ground vainly I am trying,
This hope, reality in my mind still vying.
 
 
 
 

one of those bottle with the battle records tear stained from the war poems