posted on May, 24 2015 @ 05:47 PM
We come to erase, to dissolve
the ways we inherited
from the times of old.
Not to repeat the beat
of the drums of war.
But to ignore those patterns
of self destruction etched on our core.
The never ending struggle.
All dreamers, weavers and lovers.
living life, as if the past,
almost never happened at all.
Not by denial , is this magic done
but by living the life as freedom.
we honour, all those who had to fall.
Step through the walls, maps & traps
numbers and colours.
Sister and brothers, pull apart
those dammed threads.
This time is ours,
Give it your best.
eliberocelta mayo 2015