Exodus provokes souls yearning to sing
The past thrown under a mountain of flame
A cry for the circle of some great thing
Remembrance only the sound of a name
A beautiful place with the sound of soul
Breaks the heart with highs and lows of passion
Knowing the way in and out of the whole
Sighs of resolution and mere ration
Within sonnets time and glasses of wine
A gainful loss of life’s best hopes remain
Glimpse of a moment and then lost in time
Wishes of ghosts in the hope of refrain
In the space between a love of embrace
Endures the memory of fractured place.
