Monday, January 11, 2021

Wake From This

Watch an eagle cam at night
From a cliff against the sky
Rhythmic waves crash underneath
Rocking me into my sleep
There I infiltrate a dream
Magna Mater's serene scene
Stolen lock of purple hair
Now this bluff is Nisos' lair
I stand on the precipice
Coalescing all I wish
Water, land, and spirit gish
Real when I wake from this

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