Assendiash

Not an art form
A lie nor a song
The voice that calls
The spirit that charts
The course of the falcon
To find its chosen.

Every living and the was knows
Your eyes, your heart, your smile,
Not made by desires,
Not given to or by the chosen.
No sorrow, no prison,
No act, no lie, no song
Blights the persistant triumph.

Within the wall of the empire
Constructed on a foundation of deceit
She stands with more grace than temper
Teenage hearts burn with
The mystery, the feeling, the peace, the rest.
Assendiash.
The first night after cease-fire
We all wait byt the river.
It's not an art form
A lie, nor a song
Assendiash

Extract II

A million pathways
To the pond
      the stream
      the fountain
      the river of peace.

A day - a night - a minute - a morning,
A decision
A forgiven more that two.

Comprehend the profits of war yes / no,
In a viol is compressed bitterness.
Decorate with stars, ribbons, diamonds.
Is it enough to go round?
It is enough for all.

Protection, deception, peace plan

Distributed hand to hand
Misunderstanding curtails its fluency.
Fabricate a fish pond
Questions - answers - stories,
For and against the plan.
Peace the river
Who drew the plan.

Extract III

The pearls are on the floor
The pearls are scattered. Find them
Vigilance - Diligence - Knowledge
Duplicates - Regrets
Relative tears powerless.
Find them.

The string broke,
The pearls falls. Scattered.
Rage, abandons guilt.
Accuse the dolphin for the storm.
Blame the lion for the drought.
Carcasses fall
Strings break.
Time has no conscience
Not guilty
Guilty - no.

Find them
The pearls,
Redemption can fail.
Relative tears are powerless,
STrings break,
Carcasses fall,
Find them,
The pearls.
Duplicates you may regret
After diligence be satisfied.