once there was a gardener who's horse became a dream
it then became a nightmare and nothing was redeemed
his heart was over shadowed it yielded to the pain
of lost and broken memories of love he'd spent in vain
they're within the labyrinth he bathed in vapours green
he poured his very essence into pools that can't be seen
he fell into the press apes by choice he entered through
dark waters yet unspoken of a loss he could not bear to be true
his fate lay among the flowers of the desert morning stars
uncharted lands and faithful hands beckon from afar
in time his eyes will open and he will begin to see
the beauty of his innocence free from memory
his horse that was a nightmare will be a promise seen
no longer there a prisoner he'll realize his dream
and souls will join and be reborn in the eden of his heart
he'll bring forth a light of unity from which he will not part
loving eyes will no longer pour acid on his soul
for forged within integrity his horse becomes a foul
there begins his reckoning a freedom from the past
the pain in vain will dissipate and peace will come to pass
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