These open wounds of the mind storms across these oceans,
Can I tell you of times women change cycles of delusion to change.
Open hearts travelling mountains across my way to meadowland.
Wave goodbye months rolling forwards boundless rivers to oceans,
But today can we say I forgive you once more needing change now.
Lost to these nights forever in the blood no remorse I forgive you.
That whole conclusion bequests flowers on graves who are not there,
We change at great cost to the soul casting shadows in moonlight.
Can we be clearer you are my loss once more in dark nights.
This room without windows clears the mind at the edge insanity,
Reaching for love this last time I will be alone with this sickness.
Mothers become the fallen open hearts to spring time.
Lost hearts gather in crowds of emptiness this is the same,
I watched you in loneliness of my presence I will never be there.
There is no justice across these lands’ inconstant fragile bodies.
I beg my leave this infinite memory with regrets throw away,
What is left but lost images nothing lasts for ever can you see.
Repent flowing embers of fire conclusion in no crystals falling.
Gave me music of the tree’s charms of reality communication now,
I walk these shadows can we be together can we walk together.
Tired sleeping dreams of fear no innocence we are lost to devils.
I die today there is no loss I am free to my God of nature who is,
Can we not see stop give thought make that difference there is no end,
Can we communicate other than war there is no end have compassion.
In walls of power there is no answers any more this is a new beginning.
Can we bring back our steel nerves riding highways to freedom,
Was this lost to you answer your calling climb away fears.
Into thee county’s say yes to freedom forget your broken bones.
Open your mind this is not for gratitude I wish to help always between,
I lose myself nightly in this pain and discomfort I age as many.
Last chance can you hear me this love this is pain tonight again.
I wish You Peace….
© Nicholas Leslie MMXVIII