Inimitable

could you dream me up, such a story?
where freedom reigns and mercy falls
like gentle rain on thirsted earth, grasping
and the thousand faceless stand emptyhanded
their features stolen

choreograph your words, and let them display to me
where real vision lies, and how verity whispers;
the secrets tucked safe beneath hard layers of crust;
hidden in the depths of the core, too blazing to touch

paint me a picture and reveal to me
the love in hearts of stone, given with hope
that after his storms, His light might shine a little more

or simply hold my hand
and let the silence speak
but
can't you see
His blood is the only thing that sets us free