listening to angels

Hyacinth garden

there are acres of diamonds alive in the sky

hear that music with many secrets, a laugh, a cry, then a sigh

obvious are human seasons, in a feral, crazy rush for more

they lead to, too much, hear the drums beats of war

unless, you listen to freedom for all on earth and in heaven

when we gather together, all universal inhabitants, for a campaign of peace therein

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