In beating temples
17 April 2017
Hawk’s eye stirs
Mesmerised iris
Glaring whirs
Into sight
The shadow behind that blurs
Witnesses of light
Invoke me
A game to dethrone
Casting stone
In rivers
The thought that blind delivers
From mirrors of old
Beat the cold
The breath throbbing drum
In the hum
Tale of two
Passengers that we once knew
In beating temples
Reading of the poem:
Heart Warriors – Byron Metcalf
Beautiful, Geetha. I have Heart Warriors on my playlist.
Hi Adele and thanks. I love it and use it as part of my regular consciousness stream dance. For some reason wordpress had spammed your comment and I just found and retrieved it.
thats been happening a lot recently with word press but glad you found it. xx
Sometimes WP goes beserk xo
More effective rhyme.Is it about a fever?
Thank you Derrick. It is about altered states of consciousness through dance and energetic shifts
🙂
Powerful
Thank you 🙂
My pleasure