Set Free

Scanning the horizons
Sitting at sunsets
Watching crimson fires die
Fingers grasping at the sky

Diamonds in ebony fields
Solitude in passions yields
Calling the mother of the east
In Cheshire grins to meet

The Sargasso Sea closes around
Echoes of the past abound
Whispers of spirits past
Memories of a magic cast

Hearts are called to tune
Souls in imagination swoon
Ships sail the mystic sea
Dreams form tides within me

Moments of frozen time
Become alive
In heat of new dawn’s light
In the unfolding sight

Graphics made by Bimsan