Mirrors of My Soul

Thoughts of Peace in a Troubled Soul

Flows down from the mountain of pain
Through the valleys of dispair
A crimson river to an ocean of blood
Feeding the trees of agony
Nurturing the fruits of angest
Acers of misery lay ahead
The threshold of death
Gazing at the night's dawn
Lies glisetening on the wolves
Cries heard in an echo
Eagles torched by truth's blinding light
While warmth dances to the night
And fires embrace the waters
Suspended dreams lighting the gathering
Souls dancing to the earth
As the raging winds watch
Time stood still smiling
as peace fought it's turmoil