Endless

Rivers in the wind Ever shifting flowing on Violent gusts shred the soul I am proud. This here, my son Rivers in the wind. Current in distress Tumult Chaos Turmoil Culminates this utmost anguish When blood doth stain the soil Current in distress. Ripples in the surge Of love there is none grander In which a peace reigns on Yet marred by wicked slander Ripples in the surge. Cleansing in the flood Absolving our repugnance In the red. Azure so pure Turpitude to its desinence Cleansing in the flood. Rivers in the wind Ever shifting flowing on Undeserving.