Dreams of Glass

Every war I know

every battle lost and won
every scream that somehow
was never heard by some

Everything I ever felt
and lost for god know why
God sometimes does not help
when the prayer is too shy

I cry for this all
the first flower of spring
sometimes even the good angels falls
the time is not right for blooming

Climate is about to change
I get warmer and warmer every midnight
full moon has a plan to rearrange
our orgasmic moon ray swims delight

All our possibilities
we let go along the way
our actions are what defies
our never ending decay

This cliff that grabbed the bird
flew to close to the rocks
its everything real and absurd
two words chanted by monks

Love yourself!