The Light of the Lone Stranger



Load my silver bullets into your gun

For my light shines so brightly on your sun ...

Absorb it well, to brighten your path

And learn to use it to warm your bath



For the Love you feel needs no fire

And the bullet casings hold no ire

They are just shiny symbols of peace

Formed from a Love which has no lease ~



- Tristram



© Christopher W. Thomas

7:40pm Fri. Jan. 14th, 2000