Flat Lands

Peace came to me the day I reached for the love of you. wiping the ice from my eyes, forty below my mind, embrace walking across mountains of sand.
 
No one true son, Earth opens to gather the lost. war cries our children no more listen hearts, love the universes gift, grasp illumination.
 
Shadows gather flat lands, no more confusion. The guitarist tapping the beat never forgotten. Gates open, the history enough to die.
 
Grasping for air be with me now time, once the day has clasped the propaganda, religion no more. Do not barter salvation.
 
Come to our knees sunlight enkindle love. evacuate fear heal ourselves tonight, ask and you shall be given light.
 
Kirkja traversing atom pathways infinite, our horizon escapes imagination initiative. Metiri your own soul today Is your day my friends.
 
Call upon the wind, answers you hold write your words. butterflies dance the trees to touch our souls, hold you are God full cycles of history It shall repeat.
 
Calmness repent fear hold love to your heart, enlightenment pathway will hold your hand be free. look to my eyes you are there my follower we love.

© Nicholas Leslie MMXVII