Balthazar

Making beautiful wishes
Like a world full of kisses
And having bizarre visions
of Kings of old and sages
of rewriting the end

Destiny is self-chosen
For histories to mend
a world that men
Pretend they could control

I have seen a future world frozen
souls of love and life
Who are we to know?
in this silent war between light
of willing mind’s and metaphors
of sensing the beyond time
a silly pond or ocean sublime
that captures all emotions
an eye that was trapped
by electric devotions
The evil watcher
the false light of perdition
our arrogant conviction

There is no easy way out
from the static impulse of sin

And it is in making sense
souls that he is trying to free
they were graceful
so obedient
they were heavenly
do we know God
do we know His truth?

for we are meant to be free
can we discern a true prophet
I don’t know if I can, you?
starry starry night
starry mystery
Giant beings made of Light
and the man who
held the key…

Gods love forever beyond frequency
I believe our true nature is not of obedience
but of resistance to authority
not of submission to one force
But of ultimate co-operation
a revolution of all, divorced of corruption
a resistance of the many
a peaceful existence
Free and all we have to do is be.