STILL BLEED

The swirling Fire children
that speak thru the crack in my heart
squabble with bursting truths of seeing
squiggle til they are satisfied in telling

This settles the orphans on the plate of thy heart
Settles giving freedom to the singers
spreading crystal wings of pearly calling
letting go the fleshly die hard

The Golden Dome sits upon my head
Crowning the birth of death
continual ongoing flowing
I am my worthwhile breathe

Glitters of your eye
well rounded minds take only creeds
is it o.k I am in human form too
yes it is becoz I ...

Still Bleed