Emergence

Weddings, mercenaries, and love
transcend the bonds above
pain and treachery.
I see similarity in desktops
and the bullets that blind
compassion and mercy
from the saint's eyes.

Whose freedom weighs more
than the mass of humanity
hurtling through time
in a matrix of emergence
and the flower of neutrality --
the scent of which echoes
traces aeons deep of cultures past
and cultures last to catch a glimpse
of inherent design.

What mind envelops the sphere of haste
to temper the urge to freedom
from men with guns
and children with sorcery?
Free in the way of now
and the balance of nations
on a rock born of chemistry
and a seed from afar.

Calculate my distemper to see
the error in humanity
and pacify my treachery to be
one with kind.
We all fly together, now, forever.
Lets keep our planet in one piece.