Marked In the Blood of Peace
With my blood
in peace
I smear my mark,
fingertips
tentatively stroke,
nothing is in vain,
beneath plasma
ever faint
eternal streams of
hope and faith
Never regretting,
but ever forgetting
forgiveness with love
in hand
reconnect the circle,
what started history’s past
now,
cannot remember
to regret
Reaching
to touch mysteries,
the future
has yet to forget,
it flamed
out of reach
in the wonders
yet to come,
and given
the gift of patience,
in a time that forgot
to breathe
A steady heartbeat echos
aching to inhale
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