Faith fight

The rope loop of the hero on a horse
Separates dark clouds
They scatter like the dust of fight
And noble long hair spins around.

On the side under a rock
The man of earth through shaking lips -
Is weeping chants and asks for bliss,
His lazy eye is searching for the sun
At this moment it’s well hidden but not gone.

Scarred skin is running through the woods,
Out of breath - warts on his feet
He hears the screaming of the trees.
Bent shoulders from adventure
Some memories are painful.

A raging feast hits a stone which crumbles to the ground
Emotions are going crazy inside and bursting out
Through the hand powerful veins like snakes
Like the branches of a man.

Notes dance in speeches, sounds and music
Around bonfires, in fields, between four walls
Looks and expressions are read
By angels with love are fed.

Can you hear the voice of the world’s preacher?
It is a whisper from within.

Through the cracks of a broken earth
A purple flower grows.
Drops of fire leak from a hungry heart
Burn old wounds in the soul.

Wings carry prayers and dreams
They wave through almost solid air
Make all the creatures
Lift their heads and stare.