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A giant in every heart His vision a true work of art So true his path So long his trail Yet all the way he prevailed In light times when the sun shown high And in dark times with no star in the sky So great the legend So grand the tail Yet none can fight the death knells wail We have so much to do, and so little time To teach, to love, to hold it all close Now we must let him go, to shine To shine high, to shine free, to shine clear in the sky So that his light will never be for nought to you or I The throne sits empty, the hall is cold But his light shines on all to behold We do not fear his work undone For we know that his

Holy Song By Yenrx Silence fills an empty chamber deep. Crisp silver light fills four eyes of glass and steel Four paths shine past, all in one direction, lighting the darkness within. Like four silver sword blades placed in the open to gleam in the bright fire light. Peace fills theses walls, as deep as echoes across the mountainside Deep into time, and past memoriam Such a simple place, but which fill the heart with a treasure that can not be named For, to name it, would mean taking the power of this place away. The quiet night, filled with the unblinking light of the silver eyes of heavens far, is broken The silence retreats to

I am More! By Yenrx I am life in general, swimming through other lives and livelihoods. Never being able to stand up for my own right, to say, "I am more!" Though I know that I will never be more then just a bug on the windshield in the eyes of you. You, who tell me what I should think and feel and become. And yet, I still have the strength to demand to be more then 'general', I say that life will revolve around me and not the other way around. And surly it will not revolve around you any longer. I advise against trying to stop me, though I encourage it to test my strength against the worlds and your own reserve. Though, I highly doubt t

Help at Last By Yenrx Raindrops come through the window glass. Ghost hover in the sky. Another day comes to pass. And the world tries not to cry. Singing softly, ever lightly. Trying to keep sane. We hold small hands so tightly. We all hope to stop the rain. Help seems so far away. No one seems to care. "Maybe someone will listen today?" Has love become so rare? We all wish for the suns warm rays. We all cling to a small bit of hope. We look back at the glory days. When we all could stand so lightly, instead we hold tight to a rope. Trumpets Sounding! Horns are playing! Look, Look to the east! The rain is stopping! Help is

Forest Mist How odd, that something so soft  Can cause so much chaos? How can a simple mist Trapped in the depths of the forest  Be cruel? How can something that simply bathes the forest in a blanket  Be mysterious? It is because of the Unknown glow. The glow that sees lands of Elfinheim and their golden curses on human kind. And yet, their world never opens up for me...

Socks We all have socks. We got long socks, short socks, fat socks, skinny socks. Even striped socks and socks for Dogs! And socks have a mind of there own you know, able to plan a way of escaping there own prisons and hiding in the hamper or the dryer for a short reprieve form our rancid feet. Socks are also vengeful, hating us for out stinking and, often, sweaty feet. So they turn RED! Red and pink. Or they shrink, or they put lint in our tows. Or, even better, they put holes in the oddest places, making you jump when you touch the cold!

The Jewel The Jewel center of interest is the eye within the eye. But what is within the eye of God? Seeing blindly but never showing what is under our very noses. A golden sheen of powerful rendering and topaz splendor shining before us all. A truly gaudy display of power and prestige. Yet a whole world follows blindly behind that blind eye. Some red, some yellow, some purple, some aquamarine. To be seen in such a parade of followers would be a blasphemy.

An Ode to the Moon You look down on the sleeping earth. You listen to small children's prayers. Listening to the silence for all it's worth. Taking to Heart all the peoples cares. Adam looks for you in the night. As he walks though shadows soft and deep. Eve, she looks at you now in your awesome might. As she sings her child to sleep. You've seen so many things on your grand throne. With your subjects, the stars, in the sky. You never seem to worry or have to atone. Never see yourself about to die. Battles have been lost and won. Heroes have gone to the Dragon's lair. But your rule form your high throne is never done. Giving p

I was young that day When the world stopped turning Now I am old and gray But the world is still burning I had no way of knowing That the world had turned away Now I am always going Trying to find home every day This world is lost to me But I rule on in this land There is not much to do or see But the world will change with my hand I will bring an age of joy In this land of ice and cold Back to the days when I was a boy So others will not have to grow old -Yenrx