yore of halcyon

05/2013

the sound of violins 

opens my senses

the wind against my face

takes me to another time

a better place

when nature flourished

not only in reality

but also in our hearts

truly aware of the world

we all lived in concord

in peace

with pride in community

we strove for

righteousness of soul

now we are lost

only a stage

a war zone

for the powers

that be

a testing ground

a slave

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