Words for the new year
They will no longer be
weeping in the city,
For the sun rises for
a good reason in time.
For the bones in the valley
has already did their dance,
a breath to their empty lungs,
like new power to the muscles to the heart.
I will not look back in regret…
to browse away to old sins done and said…
For the reflection of the
present soul holds no virtue,
like making letters on water,
a deed futile… a work best rerserved for dirt,
Aren’t we the most luckiest of all creatures?
A species chosen for the experience
to a love that transcends the natural of all things
a living sacrifice for all eternity,
a Word of Power emortalised now in the purest of blood.
