The times were furrowed
and bleeding blood
The suns were low
in the red sky above
Raised strains of years
left the former locations
From diverse ages
saying the same word
Tireless intimate
compliting one’s task
Encouraged to hug
embrace at last
Waiting further from the picture
Emotions greater than that
Left into creation
Loneliness became dim
The times were furrowed
and bleeding blood
The end only exists
life is only a passage
The times were furrowed
and bleeding blood
As you look at your hands
they will be bleeding
