Of Virtue

Floating endlessly through the wavering radiance
 to a sun so long forgotten, I need the warmth.
 As I wait to find Babylon, I dream to reach out,
 to oscillate and find my God or this fleeting
 notion of peace. It wont be long until we can
 regain whats left of ourselves. Hand in hand, we
 can be set free from the chains that have bound us
 for so long.