Find that sacred
chord,
this rhythm
of infinite
quest
into the greater
unknown,
the one
our fathers
faced
ethereal
grace,
her ancient
soul
cast away
the
darkness
with a quiet
and gentle
gaze,
these eyes
of fire
burnt
the unrighteous
away
from their
falsified
light
carry this torch,
the one of freedom
a core truth
deep within
the center
of a
long lost
hope
By IrieSide
Thank you for adding to the abundance of a Holiday season with your poem!