Outside the darkness
coiling and cold;
Inside - the garden,
balming and gold.
Sheer walls of obsidian
no structure was higher
Gleam’d black and unyielding
To petrify endless chatt’ring liars
Through dew dappled verdancy
sweet laughter sings soft in the air
bucolic days drifting, hazy and lazy
(ignoring the shadows that aren't really there)
From thunderous flashing torrent
Plucked from the devil’s maw
Under the Aegis of Truth
you can’t hurt me anymore
With warmth, sun, soothing rain
We sow ageless golden seed
From when you stopped mattering -
is when I was freed.
Feb 21, 2019
Feb 21, 2019 at 12:18 PM UTC
Outside the darkness
coiling and cold;
Inside - the garden,
balming and gold.
Sheer walls of obsidian
no structure was higher
Gleam’d black and unyielding
To petrify endless chatt’ring liars
Through dew dappled verdancy
sweet laughter sings soft in the air
bucolic days drifting, hazy and lazy
(ignoring the shadows that aren't really there)
From thunderous flashing torrent
Plucked from the devil’s maw
Under the Aegis of Truth
you can’t hurt me anymore
With warmth, sun, soothing rain
We sow ageless golden seed
From when you stopped mattering -
is when I was freed.
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