Walking with legends how this road is run,
lost in disparity clear pain as the light turns.
Come back to me from southern winds, brothers.
Age lost to sunset, angels dancing golden fields.
moving our minds life was easy.
Fire in Brigadoon dragons are upon.
Birthright breaking free the fear no more.
Steeds of steal thunder from Thor,
Celts awaken set free your spirits.
Dancing with devils life passes by,
never to die, as love burns hearts.
campfires of ruins our dawn.
@nicholas.leslie © Nicholas Leslie MMXVIII #ProgressivePoetry
Loving this. I can feel the cool winds of the Highlands x
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