Molten core
1 May 2016
The choices
They abound in life
Each footstep
A pathway
Leading to other futures
The road now chosen
I listen
To voice of angels
They talk light
Blue balance
Hushed sound of every instance
When eye renewed sight
Never more
Will the guides depart
Combined kin
Immortal
Their flesh a drop of ocean
The part from the whole
The choices
They represent life
Each archway
A bent sky
The falling rain that nurtures
When the dark clouds cry
They glisten
The suntanned creatures
Subtle might
Countenance
Sharing stark pride with penance
Light and darkness fight
Molten core
Beating in the heart
Energy
Eternal
Gateways to multiple worlds
Combined in the soul
Reading of the poem:
Not about Angels – Birdy