Friday, October 23, 2015

Eden in Desolation



Infinite we reach, bombastic
Touch turns to dust 
The red planet of war
Eden is in desolation

Fearless in my blood
I rock the pressure
My virtue does not wax or wane
Satisfaction is craved as water on my lips

The wind is calling
Begging for answers  
The wind is calming
The life aesthetic need not harm 

This is our home
I hold the earth gently 
Speak to it of promise
The Universe is always listening  

Little child, have you got a key?
Unlock the future
Grow with the grace of a Legacy

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