Smoky rain in the landscape of love
Confusion plucking the feathers of a lonely dove
Clashing of the Ash filtering into layers of the horizon above
Feeling the fated fight for the will to let go
The brutality of pruning barren limbs to produce and grow
Stomping death under feet in a shallow tomb below
Rebuild this fragile frame with soft mitt hands
Wrap me up in the chamber of only heavenly lands
Place me atop the starry map of perfect plans
Straighten these shaky legs and correct the eyes of fools
Taking failure down to drown in the river bin to healing pools
Release the relentless ties of condemning rules
#keila #originalpoetry #redcoatewritings
