Fire and Rain

Blood soaked drops of resin dew Into sweat found nothing new Shadows prance yet something sticks like glue In battered soil proclaims a dedication Amancipation The thrill will seek through both fire & explain Let me further explain: One in twain yet marked on its blotted page yet clearly intact The pain of refusal of sod amidst its wooden axe In flowers ardent resin twain povides a shade In temporal cure for pain amidst the flames As tired as a wretched man I claim we stake to scene In soaked clothes of leaves soaked in debris Within timeless cue of sympathy Shattered beneathe the leaves the falling debris In fruition a braided skeleton etched in modern art In reluctance toward the forbidden tree we get ripped apart For she lit that inner spark to what it was I have been waiting for !