open eyes

As Time moves along and graces us with its melody ever sweetening,
You entertain the corpses fallen for one last cry of contented sorrow.
What could you expect but a defeated foe to beckon as it encounters its end?
Upon completion we all rest with the Truth in our heads and in our souls.
It is a worthwhile virtue to remember those who made you so,
Though the river never freezes despite the growing cold.
Shameful as it could be, the chains we’re bound in set us free,
So long as the boulders and emotions roll down the mountain with ease.
Let my chains rattle and create a sensuous sound for all who wish to hear!
And to those who wish it weren’t so are occupied by unsteady minds inside.

Oh clear me of these woes and look into my face as its presence escapes me so.
Identities and formalities of past routine touch as skipping stones, envious of the shore,
Fulfill to these solemn wishes the fortune of their own request as it’s ours as well,
To create for others what you forget you possess will never truly grant but a loss.
Believing in the positive vibe I reconcile and ask for Truth from candles glowing,
Beyond nature’s calling I accept its gifts and open them with care before you.
If blindness creates prowess, it is only in the extreme of Night, where skeletons walk.
Open hearts present a path where open eyes lead to open minds without question.
If you could see the greenness of that other side where happy lives gallop freely,
Who would tell the tale of the empowering winds sweeping across golden fields beneath you?