Category: Poetry Corner
Lines, metered, unmetered, recorded as they arise, authored by soul, inspired by Pan, hoofed and hidden behind the veil…
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a primal screech raaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrr she sits perched on her terran egg invisible til the active scream dragons and serpents slither round eyeing their ancient prize she rises to stance her solar wingspan touches planets not yet named sight circular and boundless she outplays the predators commanding their leave for they will become food for her…
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observing quiet in the gap between words feelings frequencies quanta the void still breathless no mind denying space existence brief eternal timeless zero point
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I am crystalline A window into the world soul Vibrating subtly I amplify Conducting sacred light codes Deep into my mother’s crystal core I am wind Circulating flowing sweeping clearing Exhaling sacred ascension codes Upon and within my mother’s grounded body An emanation of original sound Breathing life force into new forms I am water…
