The peace defender

[ana]

For proud mouth you talk, peace defender
In the skies you put your eyes, while feet sink into the mud.
You drown your spirit in holy water, for fear of fire.
Peace, peace is realy all you know, and this is how you lengthen your sentence.

Talking about compassion? The fool virtue that enslaves in lies my brothers?
Perhaps compassion knows the azana of fire?
Perhaps compassion knows the life force, the hapiness of the living one and the real meaning of giving?

Shame is what compassion causes to me, who is dare to pity someone's suffering and lessons, perhaps doesn't the descents into hell forge our spirit as does our ascents to the skies?

Since when, love pities while fire makes burn the lie?
You talk of peace, and what you realy do is flee from fire.

Verily, it is known before death than life.

 

[Mountain Crown]

There's much value in this Ana, thanks for sharing.

 

[Gawan]

Thank you Ana,
I really like it.

 

[Oxajil]

Very nice :) Thanks

 

[ana]

I'm glad you like it guys :)

 

[mkrnhr]

truly beautiful, thank you

 

[knowledge_of_self]

Good poem, thank you for sharing! :)

 

[Voyageur]

Thank you Ana – powerful!

Perhaps compassion knows the azana of fire?

 

[987baz]

certainly is powerful, thanks for sharing Ana.

when i was reading it i saw in my mind a little girl standing there addressing many people, her voice was like that of a amazonian worrior......she was dressed in white with long blonde hair and piercing green eyes