Words like unconscious breeze,
Insinuations of unknown secrets
Shared through the walls of time.
Whispered through the trees Of our forests of sorrows
Us, Careless Inhabitants Of a land that does not forgive…
Wind of rebellious changes Blowing strong in circles of fire
Flames like hopes becoming bigger
Trying to fight the waters of pain
Our hands in prayers Wet of tears,
Every drop a new rain Falling on this army of souls,
Marching restlessly
Looking for answers, wishing for peace.
Silent whispers, no vibrations
Whispers like silk and velvet,
Covering blankets of tomorrows
Hiding colors of rainbows In the deep wounds of our sky
Slashed by the almighty wings of Angels,
Embracing us,
Trying to heal the cuts Filling the voids
But We are all feathers
Quick flashes of lightning Running through the tunnel of life.
Our strength is a small candle
Consumed by the years Passing by, like sand, through the bulbs of an hourglass.
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