*the Goddess is our home
She is the sower of seeds
for all those that fast internally
rise the quickest
dance the hardest
seek the longest roads
and give more than you’ve ever known
She can swallow whole this ocean
filled with the bones of her daughters
forsaken in trendy delicatessens
our heroes are just myths that drift
like derelicts in psyche’s mythos
i am pathos, eros and shadow
i am daylight’s twin brother
her-eyes-on the horizon
yet she could see through to his soul
her-eyes-on the horizon
if we are destined to find our way home*
Apr 5, 2017
Apr 5, 2017 at 10:45 PM UTC
*the Goddess is our home
She is the sower of seeds
for all those that fast internally
rise the quickest
dance the hardest
seek the longest roads
and give more than you’ve ever known
She can swallow whole this ocean
filled with the bones of her daughters
forsaken in trendy delicatessens
our heroes are just myths that drift
like derelicts in psyche’s mythos
i am pathos, eros and shadow
i am daylight’s twin brother
her-eyes-on the horizon
yet she could see through to his soul
her-eyes-on the horizon
if we are destined to find our way home*
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