THE CELESTIAL CHILD
Wild by a natural call from the heavens I can view you all
Before the depths of a missing law, it was something I had dreamt before
Star bright before the space of night I radiate the form of the storm
The one that is coming soon in the month of terror and despise
A revelation from a prophet come true, down drive nature's screws
All elements of force from the skies above, give me a while to scream out true love
As our planet in a world of advancement reaches the pinnacle of disarmament
I saw the heavens open to deliver a message, its coming when the moon becomes red
We changed our form in the next life but in this one it is a spiritual life
The millennium of time is drawing to a close see the comets hit earth and explode
Wave warnings tidal maybe we are seeing the patient unreal force come
From the written words of the celestial child, unseen a dream a final scream
Nothing on earth is safe from nature's fury for it is living and moving as we are
To come to earth to be born as a star it is coming from deep within your heart
Climaxing days and everlasting sun rays it's the truth that the world is in decay
Ever present to deflect your ways it will be seen in our final days, terror worldwide
Scared without fear the time is near as we draw a tear for its moving clear
Eternal from the beginning of mankind's sinning; religious I am not it is your cost
For we were given to this world by the miracle of the creators gift
I will not move off the ground for the peace I feel was a mission of zeal
We feel our hearts pump at night to move out of life to see a beautiful sight
It was the woman of my dreams who came to me with the celestial child
Precious and divine with the kindness of a smile I am similar to the celestial child
Atmospheric pressures in time with all this has come from heaven's call
All in line at the start of the journey I'm leaving earth upon a space journey
Into your minds I'll photograph your memories to give you something to cherish heavenly
Many on the basic levels of thought can see the apocalypse and the forms of war
From the animal elite they leave as a dark breeder inside a mysterious cave
Tablets of prophecy's unwritten yet spoken it is one question of the awoken
Mysterious clouds cover the sky it was the promise given to the chosen
Away from future events we live the day seeking only more and more that waits for all
The human condition wrapped the consciousness of the child in a memory of what was before
A seed a being the understood mission of revealing, there is nothing that your heart is stealing
It came in the form of a word and that word was love, pride in the name of the above
As the celestial child will one day know, the power of the mind as fountain waters flow
It will increase as the hero of the species a magical happening belonging to reason
God given gifts beyond the world's imagination it will penetrate into evolution
Every person comes to their own conclusion, look into my eyes of fire and fusion
For each reality there is an illusion forming the basis of fantasy and retribution
Silence holds my tongue to speak words of power whilst naked in heavens shower
Words have power said the celestial child the unseen baby who wished for night
Flighted with wings to come into life again the embryo of the nations of our creation
Mysteries I cannot solve grooved into a poetic mind I will be silent when I'm old
For belonging as a piece to the jigsaw puzzle of the apocalypse, spoken within a lisp
Kiss the holy earth and grant the world freedom in its course, running as a wild horse
The last kiss and the last stand of an evolutionary who was born prothetic by command
I was the man who stood at the gates of time its only artistry I was born to leave behind
More than I could give but I grant you my soft lips kiss, out from under the abyss
Where we've fallen I do not know it is only the power of seeing into timeless events
Must have been what you had meant, viewed through pupil student eyes age is wise
Take myself from this plateau in the sky, revolving I told you life's answers why
To seek what cannot be seen most would think we were all born from a dream
Believe in the love and the air around they are mystical creatures from growing pains reborn
Thorned but I smell the rose distinct as the blood and the fallen sacrifice
Poetry is like a head in a vice releasing emotions and images of memories features
Breathing new life I am that baby caught in the whirlwind of a tornados nose
Sucked from life and the begging on the street, loving the vision of Christ on the wall
For we have risen and have resurrected again was I the celestial child who spoke in vain.
12 / 5 / 1999 12.02 pm
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