Eternal Sunrise over the Rooftops of the World

Eternal Sunrise over the Rooftops of the World

Written by Jonathan Henderson

Sunday April 20, 2014 @ 3:48 PM

Mornings awaken to the ubiquity of a rooster's call

For a new life borne of hope renewed, and upon his

Cry o' I sing to your graces, mon amour, and I'll love

Thee evermore. -

As I sigh amid my tear drop's rippling of an ambiance 

As I lie in state, and she beseeches me tarry hastily on

Home, and I shall traverse that golden bienvenue ever

Awaiting me, and she invites me to her opposite side

Of the pillow. -

Quixotic dreams fly as God's doves of peace shall to

Me bequeath another moment's exaltation of my old

Labor to see an eternal sunrise over the rooftops of

The world... o' tout le monde, merci, mon amour, s'il

Vous plait! O' how my perfect aphrodisiac guides my

Sweet chariot home across Helios' massive lantern,

Though it was cast unto him by mon amour as she's

Lifted me of a spirit mired so dark within a tempest

Of despair... and she called me home, as she is that

Source of the triad of necessity, and all the earthly

Sustenance I'll need till my Lord shall call us to his

Triclinium as we sip of the Eucharist, to break of a

Bread my fair Jesus shall forever nourish our souls

As we partake of the lone fuel to cast our souls to a

Land of a pax infinitum, His grace issued our morn

Never to see a twilight into the deathly hallows of

A final night.