#opticalillusion
Rolling fog descending the hills
Bending trees and swaying reeds
Red, orange and brown autumnal leaves
Scattered all around waiting for their royalty to cross their path
Silence fills the damp, clean air
Trampled grasses lead the way
As I await the lonely walker
I am vengeance, the justice of the peace
Bow down all yea who dare
Call out and cry to Shiva the Destroyer
Where you are to be released from your splendour
Dionysus, take me to thy temple
And drink the holy communion
Freeing the madness of the mind
Banishing the apocalyptic visions
Now a darkness is coming
Plunging all across the land
Driving out the fires of light
Birds turn silent to beastly howls
Forcing the day to end
The lonely walker I have found
Silently moving so you can feel
The breath on your neck, hands moving around
In a moment in the heart of darkness
You cry out with Aum and with one final breath
The brilliant light floods around
Illuminating the sky like a chorus of angels
The long snake moan
Released but resting in your splendour
Worshipping at the temple of love
Nov 1, 2025
Nov 1, 2025 at 3:30 AM UTC