Heart of the Beast

Terrible Dreams

Knock three times at the temple gates
They told me what I was supposed to forget,
The bell sounds, ringing in the wind
Telling me time has come, beginning and end

Gone have generations before
Their legacy left, hated or adored,
Knock three times the devil said
Or was it the angels singing “Go, forge ahead”

For good or ill, this life I have found
One brick in a pattern forever moving ‘round,
For love, I seek, my heart remains open
Though I have born pain, will I always feel broken?

To this long slow trek through an unmapped land
I am hurriedly born, blank book in hand,
Tracking its lessons, patient to be clear
My steps become careful, with each print I lay down one fear