Blues
Blues
Those shatter words,
Fell into the ocean;
Settled on the ocean floor;
Far away from the light;
As the souls lived the tale,
Flown into the Infiniti;
Leaving behind,
Those Persuaded breezes;
Along with those Infiniti blues;
Leering them in silence,
As the epoch's mystic sling,
Them back into the world,
As the souls come back,
From a different tale into the blues;
For the Unfinished crusade,
As the fastened broken words;
Surface back to the glare,
Ushering the play to live on.