With Our Beautiful

In the red flaming fire of love,
Burns the warmth of kindness.
In soft and broken hearts,
Lies the throne of forgiveness.
This is mercy granted without justice.
Loosing the threads of hatred
And stitching thrown pieces of affection.
For to loose is to gain.
Opening our heart as wide as the sky,
To send down the healing power of the rain,
On the victims of drought and pain.
From the mending of broken souls,
To the melting of the hearts of stones.
We will share our flesh with those with dry bones.
Bless our enemies and curse their actions.
All of our dark secrets,
Shall be hidden under the nostrils of the Sun.
We shall find that we’ve lost.
We shall seek more whatever we find.
In thick forest where danger lies.
Under the deep waters, we’ll cease our breath.
In hell, where demons reside.
Till we find and bring back this the fire of love,
And spread this flame amidst us.
Practice this as our culture.
Wear it like our fashion.
Rekindle this very passion.
Until the world burns in it,
And shine as beautiful as gold.

Tochi