A Reflection of the Heavens in Poetry

The wind voices mysteries
The waters echo eternity
The earth breathes
Fire deceives
Worshipping death
As an immortal disease

My eyes atrophy
Worshipping the Sun
The goddess of the Moon
Cast her stones upon
My original sin
As the angelic stars
Shudder and scar
A future
Foretold by words
I can never see
Inside a historical theme

The Earth was never mine
Drifting through time
Roses bleed
Through my eyes
As the blood drips
Through my pupils
To camouflage the disguise
So I don’t understand
Cannot comprehend
These desires
I die from within
So you can have the leaves
From all the trees
For your fruit
Bares no seed