see, there is a dream that is always in bloom
it's moving in shades of the brightest maroon
while conscious of darkness that comes with the night
the moon has no time be part of its fight
there's something much greater than wasting the air
may breaths we are given be offered with care
intention has painted The Truth on our bones
and waits for your blood to give Life to your home
we've planted our seeds in our walk on this earth
and if they be many let each of them birth
a vine of redemption, a fruit that is whole
concealed by a shell that will shelter your soul
Sep 25, 2016
Sep 25, 2016 at 10:36 PM UTC
see, there is a dream that is always in bloom
it's moving in shades of the brightest maroon
while conscious of darkness that comes with the night
the moon has no time be part of its fight
there's something much greater than wasting the air
may breaths we are given be offered with care
intention has painted The Truth on our bones
and waits for your blood to give Life to your home
we've planted our seeds in our walk on this earth
and if they be many let each of them birth
a vine of redemption, a fruit that is whole
concealed by a shell that will shelter your soul
day to night
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