Mysterious Mayan

Mysterious Mayan, who roars like a Lion,
His eyes are said to be Blue.
Enters my head, and through Him I’m lead
Down space and time that is True.

Blue is the color that mixes with Red.
His eyes are on Fire inside of my head.
Mysterious Mayan, who roars like a Lion,
Drew a line, we call the Horizon.
Then there were four, He wanted four more
And We didn’t Even know We were Us then…

His eyes are said to be Blue.
She lives inside of you too.
Their minds and hearts are never apart
Tis’ only the start
of a life, deserving of You.
Mysterious Lion, YOU are the Mayan
Who lives in each One of us too.

~ Poetry by Storm ~