Behold her eyes burning with tears.
In place of him is now his gun.
Her heart sinks whatever comes near,
for she has lost her son.
Along she works for everyone,
who’s fatherless like her grandson.
She takes nothing but gives and gives.
And cares for everything that’s his.

No wonder none’s as proud as she.
But also bears the ache in heart.
It’s almost  fine but it’s no glee.
She is wrecked from the start.
The battlefield that snatched her son.
Remembers every scar and burn.
Smiles when the son of her son asks
to give up his life with no masks.

She lets him go, lets him go too.
She stares at his back as he leaves.
Falls with weakness, everything’s blue.
Lost everything but grieves.
Her hair goes gray, the tale gets old.
Grandson’s gone too, that’s left is cold.
She thinks back to the choice she made.
She’d thought wrong of it being an aid.

But life goes on and then death comes.
The peaceful sleep goes on and on.
No hurt, no pain, no thunder drums.
Every lament is gone.
She’s in the grave and so the men.
She’s proud of them and smiles again.
A soldier son is no regret.
She’s a proud mother with no’one left.

As blossom fell to the waters
Red settled upon
Diluted,
Purified,
Life
Was washed away, I sent you
As others, upon the waters to
"Cleanse you,
"Of what I had done,
For with each cut a branch of life
Bled,
Seeped,
Amber
Of red where cuts not deep,
"But in spring,
"When life came forth"
A balance had to be meet.
The circle of creation had to be cleansed
with offerings of death,
Lacerations,
Tearing,
Sculpturing
The moments, now cleansed
Upon the flowing waters,
Blossom was drained from branches,
"Washed away,
Purified, Taken away.
I had bleed the bud of life,
I will for each day that life grows anew.
Take one  & drained,
"The crimson wine of life"
And blossoms will fall upon the waters absolved
They float away death and life,
Cycles each year kept in true harmony each **cleansed.

By Arcassin and Elizabeth


AB:


Flowers blossom,
And sky is bluer than the ocean,
And although it reflects,
We can never witness the motion,
Swimming in the sea of forgotten dreams,
To let go bad memories,
Holy treasons the enemy,
Over lapping actuality,


ES:


Take the beauty of purity,
God's pristine waters, 
And cleanse the betrayals trace,
A new beginning for our world,
The dreams of past days again recalled,,
In this our florid wonderland,
Indigo streams bringing,
Divinity unto man,


AB:

Desires to be rulers of the land,
But not enough cargo on the ship,
Tracing footsteps back to endeavors,
Gods creations like wool and leather,
There will be a forever,
Sweat pouring from your head,
And little red slippers,
theres No place like home,
Figures,


ES:


Come together all of planet, 
Let one design be in mind, 
Share and share alike, 
Make of God's realm on Earth,
A perfect reside of care,
Toil for the hearth's fold, 
Put to bed the weighty anchor, 
Of man's disloyal fife,

AB:

And when it all has reached its peak,
A set to sight on fleek,
If anything , I'd give away my only soul,
Just to save these families,
From the heavens down to the trees,
Everything has means,
Saving purity for one,
Exactly acquired two things,

ES:

To breach the storms,
For good to prevail, 
All begin of oneness to other, 
Nature'******configured with man,
Co-existences yielding a field, 
Of God's pureness,
The flower's dream retraced, 
For our world clan.