eclipse Posted December 30, 2020 Share Posted December 30, 2020 Two storms on different seas, candle of angels between them, twin flames, dance between consciences in conflict. The advance of second Incarnation, sage navigates collapsed suns that are like driftwood, his subjects contemplate fear, revolution, like a sphinx being offered a drink from two different sources. Waves are like fingers aching for contact with a cross, storms on land messiahs blood in a different form. Crown born cry emanates from a dreaming mother. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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