the lionman sits...

the lionman sits in stone-carved wait 

for all the children at his gate

the days are short the time draws near
and peace comes not to those who fear

for it is said that in the end
what it was will just begin

those who were will be again
you could be you or maybe kin

the seers know for what to see
as what they see will come to be

there is no secret to believe
no gods seek thee to deceive

the key to all is given all
to save themselves from the fall

to live now to live again
is simple really it’s all within
 

the ancient kings hold not the key
‘tis your own soul will set you free

 

‘tis you and you alone you see
who will decide to be or not to be

the lionman sits in sun and sand
your lives not his to command

he sits
he waits...

a re-post from travel journal - enjoy!