cave a night with no stars, cold surrounded in warmth earth chambered, inner thoughts resonate deep inside the knowing planet. cathedral arch dripping, a palace with no king. hesitate, are those pieces of echo running with the little people? hollow, a soft knock on the locked door, do not be hasty, last words become thoughts, repeating... every exit faces the sacred fire pushing, turning, birthing, shaking alive one desire, to come from darkness to witness the rise.
Posted on: Tue, 24 Jun 2014 16:52:52 +0000
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