The Balance of the Equestrian Melody

To look deeper then ever before shattered glass on the parchment floor eyes, faces & hands In a way we are all aliens in disguise Can't we see through all these twisted lies Does this notion of thought come at a big surprise Let's look inside we have no reason to hide faces in the window having storms in the night the mockery of a chosen vine Created and crafted by a great design let's look above to the heavenly love with words one could heal & harm We falter from the deafening silence from the call yet there is still something stirring in the wind A pulse, a heart beat motion in thought A challenge to be free is a question of time A tug at the heart will light a spark to what were truly looking for.