Rhythms

As I lay in the depths of silent hearts, my fears rest not far in the distance holding the tear stained stone of broken hearts, as the force that remains with in holds them at bay , I make to the sky I run for the hills for shelter , though I search for a light of redemption, I humbly continue on to try and restore the lost rhythms that I selfishly taken , my heart beats still through the music is it enough to replace what has been misplaced ...........  I remain within the rhythms and the music keeps playing .......... 

The Fire still burns ..