JJ-stache

‘Cozen,

With my mercy

I conquer their hope for my land.

Endless beings walking down

with their messy hearts hand in hand.

Where they sang their lullaby

for their freedom to demand.

They are my symphony

waltzing down over the hills and sand.

Behold that rhythm over their melody,

thus, they are forsaken and free.

With my mark I lean over their hearts

as they speak truly of me.

Because this must be my art

as I share my creation with thee.

By that night my wish was among them

therefore our story starts with a tree.

Not the tale of a sinner,

but the truth of many prophecies.

The title of my psalms

evokes with my looming stars.

Within disaster and peace

I share my endless memoirs.

 

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28 responses to “‘Cozen,”

  1. You’ve touched my very being with this piece. Your words are more than music.

    “waltzing down over the hills and sand.
    Behold that rhythm over their melody”

    Liked by 1 person

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