Was it his heart?

waves of golden grain
dances to the sound of blowing wind
unconstrained FREE and ALIVE
soars the hawk in the sky
hungry
alert
yet alive!

rivers roar from spring thaw
leaping, rushing & cascading down mountainside
dreams are free, unconfined unfettered
water, uncontrolled fierce powerful

mountains yield her spoils
feeding the sons of adam saying
it's a hard rain that's gonna fall

spawning happiness y joy
songs are never ending separations
of Life, Eternity and Reality

which one yields a treasure to
to trade me for my soul

wounded in love or just covered in blood
was it his heart or just suicide?


mcn.