Battles, Scars and Victory

They were missing
when our mission was fragile on the soil
land and clouds as far as the eyes could see
they were hissing
when our vision brougth pains like boils
we strayed like a floating wreckage on the sea

we were wishing
that our wounds would turn to scars
we saw promises and lies like identical twins
we were fishing
like a despised slave wishing for the stars
hiding our usual painful wince

we are winning
our roots go deep in the time of drought
a plant that shames the salt land
we are living
like a platform in the crowd
our help comes from strong hands

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Precious Treasures

Past sunsets as chains and anchors
Past sunsets as beauties of love’s connection
Hope as gold from a furnace
Hope as dragons of the east

Know the valued fuel of energy
The reasons for the strength of nature
Know the treasure worthy of all treasures
The reason for the strength of nature

Let your frozen moments hold you with soothing hands
Buried in the soil of the coming sunsets
Let the enlightened one be your guide
Showing the hidden treasures of secret places

Know the right reflections of love
The key to living treasures
Know the way above the adored
You will be humanity’s most precious

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Chronicles of A Mortal

He was born to live, left in time and space;
Born to shine like a mirror in the sunlight,
He was born for diamonds and spades,
Born to glow like full moon through the nights,
He got the power to sail the heights,
The power of choice was a gift,
The power of choice was a curse,
One wrong turn could be fatal like death,
One right choice could be revealing like newness.

He was born to win, meant to be guided,
He longed for the peak of relevance,
He could stumble in the dark like the blinded,
He could perish in imperfect elegance,
He could fall down like a sick elephant,
Good could turn worse,
Good could lead to the best,
A difficult path could lead to strength,
A haunted path leads to decadence.

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Do You Have A Voice?

A light flashes through the dark night sky
The following sound seems to shake your world
The event and the following moment
Fills you with awe
And you still think you have a voice?

The sun
Never failing to rise and set
The sea
Continuously tumbling in its rage
The earth
Human habitat through the ages
And you still think you have a voice?

We pamper the vehicle of living
Feeding yearnings that should be starved
We forget of a certainty
The vehicle of living
Will soon nourish the soil
And nourish maggots and worms

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