Buried on the Hollow

It floats through the meadow so darkened by torment Words spoken have travelled theyll echo back in time The hollow it beckons the trees rocks and sediment Bury my sorrow and ease my sullied mind Suffer you bravely oh spirit of virtue Let not your impatience feed off of your star Theres wisdom in waiting as conscience will guide you Rest not on laurels your path yet takes you far The banks of the river are littered with debris Carried by currents so forceful and raw The deluge preceeded meant hope could not help but flee Let luna refill me my souls reservoir I bathe in the reason that pours out from deep inside The anger subsided the fade of my grief Complacent but empty im failing to find my pride The hollow contains it below dirt and leaf Search to the valley the flowers dark red flare Look to the mountains that stand upon their line Search to the meadow the pathway is beaten bare Deep in the hollow is buried whats mine Into the cold of the earth can you find it Shedding the haze from the veil of my sight Cleansed of the strife that had left me upended Out from my shadows and into my light