Fathers Keys

If it was not for the anguish the torture of my souls.   I had to write I had to go.  The keys play in my soul.
The everlasting echoes of sound of gifts cast down upon them now.  I had to write I had to go.  Walking falling waters go.  The confusion surrounds the standing shadows round.  How could he.  How could he show.  The last to never step the ground.  The wood splinters by lives told.  The press the feel of ivory’s kiss.  Chimes the last of ever miss.  To cast explosion.  Back and back the mind unfolds it.  Slowing of the hearts heard now.  The energy spins harold poses.  Trapped inside fornever rises.  Remembering the knee-high leaves at the tops of every stand.  Smiling feeling the warmth of rays inside the cast out cave.  Time stripping through the earth pouncing catching heavens birth.  The key I held unlocks the bones into a world of white closed dies.  Over and over, it stands to miss each arrow fractures the bricks and boulders.  How high as wings fly til the shells end.  It holds it forever and never.  Encompassing arms down fallen.  The gravity wins sounding the clouds of no rivers ends.  Mine to keep the cycle stolen.  Caught with strength in lines of stars.  To know to hear the scrape all around the mountain shakes.  It was never far enough to keep the stars where they are, where they are.  Tilting one last break to call upon the gates.  In the moment the still of crickets wait.  The wind calms for respect the way.  Hands mine end the golden showers.  Rocks tick stop, rippled pictures.  A glance painted in darkness.  To build it sand twisted lightening misses.  Here I am, here I am.  Hide the time in the trees.  For one moment on and on.  Only glass walls control its hammer.  Lifted by and bye.  Hear now stay heart in perfect place.  Let it up, float away.  Fingers push the echoes bounce.  Over and over my souls unbound.  Ring the bell true to self.  Wake O Wake arise and found.  No more mind to go.  A clear rock on towers top.  With all the light ever cast.  I had to write. I had to go.  No longer torches for my souls.  Take wind upon the rest.  Each step to step til flights last.  Hold my loves my last the pace.  The gardens seek justice and grace.  Never pushing heavens plan.  Unraveled peace given in hand.  The map to life awakes.  Each note a smile awaits.  I’m here, you hear.  You're here, I hear.