Hover above is always the problem.
Drones and birds have views like no other.
But life has a away of bringing you to the ground.
Open your ears and hear the sounds.
Freedom expressed, though sparce and short
No need to collect distressed hearts provoked.
Situations confer to the demons in the dark
Decide your hopes and unleash the spark.
Disappointed when talks leave minds to work
The emotions of rolling tides to cure.
Collect your rage and silence these days
Rebuild your thoughts , unlock the cage.
Forgive the past
Forgive the Un
Forgive your heart
Of sins undone
You are not my fear.
Lovely magician of words delight.
Lovely really ...
... No really
Your heart is lovely.