THE PLAYER OF THE VOID

The Owl flies at night
Brings good luck to the player of the void

(Owl Song)

If you go where no man goes, you find what no man finds
He’s moving on like an Owl in the night, the player of the void

He sees at night, a diamond shining bright, the player of the void
He falls to the Earth, to kiss it on the lips, then soars back to the sky

You’re here I know, been here all my life, waiting by the door
To the land of the shining silver plain, on the other side

He knows his pain is the cracking of his shell, and faces night with day
To face the dark with faith and grace, to live the Passion play

He flies at night, the player of the void
And waits outside my door

© 1997 Martin H. Wilde

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