The Flow: Black Heart Soldiers

Follow the hollow parts of your heart
Reconstruct the core of your being
And discovered will be
Strength
Will
And Love
And your strength will love even your weakness
Allowing the light of peace to reach us
My eyes used to close to a story my grandfather told
Of a man fighting beasts and demons that threaten us all
 The army of the Black Heart Soldiers


The Black Heart Soldiers are beasts that survive off the love in a mans soul

Devouring all signs of him leaving his anguish to keep him company

We all must fight.

When the warhorn bellowed
The crisp air cut into his face as his legs carried him to his love

His voice quiets to a whisper as he pulls her close
I know you’re afraid
I know you’re scared
But I am prepared to fight the demons back
So close your eyes
Go to sleep
And I’ll see you in mornings light

As he left even he questioned the validity in those words
But only upon the truth of his return

The night continued and he found himself faced with certain defeat
But wave after wave he gave the beasts only the strength of his blade
Their taunts echoed through the canyons
But fell on ears filled with the will of his patience
And as the stars began to fade
Battered and bruised
Only his love remained
With the memory of a promise to keep
Stronger is he now than in the eve of the night
The beasts ran in fear of a man no longer restricted by his paradigm
He knew he must defeat their retreat so they may never return again

When the air fell silent he turned his strides home
But he would not return
Not the man he was
But a man that could conquer all


At times my mind would slip into dreams before my grandfather ended the tale
But each morning I wake with
The strength to stand firm
The will to follow through
And the heart to know love

And my weakness

My weakness is my journey