I'm The Crazy Alabamian Everyone Warned You About

I'm the crazy Alabamian everyone warned you about

Slowly across the bar the little world has been!

Beyond these dusty boulevards and a smile

Bloom with the kindliness of those returning dreams!

Every dream of morn, a rosy glow must break

Into the heart, as the ultimate dusky spell.

Strange is the reason of all comprehending woe,

Making it the solace of the life mystery,

Near the infinite shadow, in spirit and face?

Why these wild fragile fabric of a world untold

Cold and silent as a memory of a dreams?

No, if the key to that eternal mystery

Bid the high love of his untoward entity

Set with the interplay of my captivity?

Ever will the hour to my inmost estate

Responsible for the possessions of my woe?

My soul lifts the hour for a single hour,

With a burning faith in your glowering power.

Making the heart of the world with your desire,

Lifting its perilous eyes to that wild fire,

Brought the luminous veil of my heart's desire

Back from the shadowland, as a living fire

Wrought of a new desire, and strong desire

To serve as the sheen of a feather of fire,

Even though the flame is leaping like a lily.