in the valley of the shadow of
death is the dreamer awakened
and when the sleeper comes for me
i will not be taken
life is a portrait hanging
upon a wall sustaining
the brush of art creating
a world of remaking
grey is the child
grey is the feast
grey is the number
grey is the beast
life is a sculpture waiting
for the day of unveiling
the hand of man creating
a god for the taking
white is the father
white is the tree
white is the letter
white is the sea
life is a world echoing
to the child atoning
the endless source creating
a man for the baiting
black is the mother
black is the pain
black is the canvas
black is the bane
in the valley of the shadow of
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