Spirit Box You wonder if eternity lies Faith you say, is all but broken Upon their rocky edged alibis Now doubt is thus awoken Planets spin in hypnotic orbit Was just a single word spoken? A curious mind doth question it Stumbling close to treason A spirit box of answers tarries Conceived in fire, hidden by shadow Inside the spirit of truth is buried Though its words are rigid and narrow And in the darkness hidden The Keeper guards its enigma From the light it is forbidden He is the giver of stigmata His siring sinister eyes of grey Looking for signs of your coming Dark his cloak, that swallows the day Eternal damnation, he is waiting Be not blinded by false faith But through it grasp perpetual days That is a gift to all save the wraith Inside the Spirit Box it lays As you untangle your mind Rain starts to stutter, then cease Be rid of your locks and find True faith, for in it release An intricate design of lace and gold Inside a white whisper, it is speaking! Hear the prophesies, as they unfold Life is unlocked, once you start believing
This is very well written it seems, but I don't have time right not to look for a deeper message. I love the vocabulary and ambiance it creates. I might come back sometime and analyze it a little more, but I wanted to at least let you know I liked it.