Spiritual

Just a Word...

Just a word Two Or a few Nothing further from intellect and emotion and HOWL They'll break your heart Shat-shattered, empty Little feeling Like the day in September

Anima Mundi

Animus Mundi Each thing has its own key which is its undoing As there are no artefacts in eternity But still a keystone One above all is the way of the pyramid builders

Wax Wings

This is a poem,umm, tada??

Heated by a lone icy stone

Heated by a lone icy stone That set itself before as rock I took as my immortal throne The crystal in our dear Lord's clock And though the frost was savage cold

My Own Truth

I remembered today That I had a purpose A mission A reason to go on It started as a fluttering within my heart Spread to my extremities In an alacritous manner

The Promised child

Emaculate bliss of the euphrates Reflects forever your partner; The universal skies Where two become one Free In the cosmos of thought Glows a rainbow In your eyes

Heaven

What happens when you slowly die?