Sunday, May 5, 2013

Promise of Every Soldier of the WHITE ARMY

In every birth....

Always in an open field

Below the shining SUN,

On a land caressed by a fragrant breeze,

Aware of a SELF, willing to sacrifice itself

On contention and a point of war -

-a  conflict of FAITH - TRUTH

Will I loose my Life.

The roar of my SOUL can be heard

by the being in which it resides.



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