To the blood of the blind in Poetry

Virgin darkness
Seduces the clouds
Dominating this sensual night
The ice illuminates
Inside a fire that penetrates
The gateways to heaven
Stars open wide
Receiving and blessing
The light that opens
What the Moon
Tries to hide

Raindrops of blood
Soak inside the pores
Of the fragile Earth
The appearance of
What is awe and frightening
The appearance of
The battle seems to go on
Lightning crystalizes
The moments of
What is forgotten
Leaving fragmented memories to redeem
What was never meant to be

A cool calm breeze
Echoes a silence
Across the vast galaxies
Time freezes
The stars gleam
As the angels sing
In a language
No one can read

The face of the light
Is a parallel dimensional fight
The eyes lie to what hides
Behind a Sun that dies
As the world
Rotates between yin and yang
Something lurks behind the shadows
An unknown force
That gives birth
Without a name

The Earth cries
As the wind
Carries the dust
To a new place in time
What is forgotten
Repeats through an echo
Camouflaging a voice with sand
Dividing lost memories
Between here and there
Leaving a vacancy
To fulfill a self-prophecy

Last updated December 14, 2019