All is alive with rebirth.
The heat from the golden globe in the sky dries the
Water droplets glistening from the wings of the dragonfly.
Souls are transferring along the silk of the spiders creation.
Ah, reincarnation.

Love, survival , desire, it all binds us.
Superfluous, or not.
It is our goal, we seek, have sought, is it all for naught?

Soulmates, instinctively recognize the other.
Calmness engulfs the energy,  draining any memory.
Freedom to be.

Dream of me
I am real...
I am where smiles are made
and tears fade away
Where hope springs forth
Away from the darkness
of the earth

I am the glow of the moon
and all the stars in the sky
those who seek the light
shall have me as their guide

I am the red bird or butterfly you see
Just keep your eyes open... to find me
I am where tomorrow is coming
and hope always holds on
My darling
I am never truly gone....❤

The sky darkens
Lightning streaks across the sky
The dragons takes a breath
As the sorcerer scans the horizon for death

She dances on her own
Spinning around, with no fear
She doesn’t feel them standing near

The dandelions and dragonflies came alive
Under the spell of the full moon
Leaving very little room for the girl

But the doom and gloom still remain
With a fearsome blow, the sorcerer goes
Flying on the back of the dragon
Aiming for the girl frolicking in her glow

Green eyes lock upon the flying death star
And with a flick of her hand
She sent them all to helland

I come from the city of a thousand planets
Covered in a dark grey mineral  called stannite
My orbit spirals, loops and dances
Creating hypnotic trances

The proletariats , march on,  one by one
Colonizing, constructing, creating around the sun
Plebeians flock on mass to marvel
Its castle with glass and marble

Sparkling water flows from the heavens
Unleashing its powerful Armageddon
Returning to the unholy seven.

The proletariats march on, one by one