The Promise of the Messenger…

Prayer told to the messenger

Whose key he holds in front of me

Begging to let me go ahead of him

If only he’ll let me be…

 

Three knocks till the door comes in

Two more until the ‘morrow

And still the bride she waits for me

If only he’ll let me be…

 

And soon as he’ll let me see…

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About Michael Medlen

My name is Michael and during my free time I avoid having a day job. Strangely enough, this gives me the freedom to run this blog. I write just about anything that can be considered art. I also occasionally post articles that may or may not be relevant to the theme of this site. You’ve been warned.
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