Mystic Dove

Such a pleasure to hear your notes my mystic dove ,

Never have I been blessed to view and flaunt.

Yet comfort it brings when I hear thee chant.

When all seems dreary without stars shining above,

Between blood ties remains not an ounce of love.

Mine own against every decision on a rant,

Running for my principles exhausted I pant.

Yet to such madness my heart drove,

I dive headlong in waters deep,

To fight for my right or forever sleep.

Life turbulent at rough seas without ebb and flow,

It is glory of struggle that within my heart glow.

Fighting for freedom,

Till soul achieves freedom.