Grace & beauty floats through depths of unknown ethereal dark.
Are you friend or foe, the whole or patient waiting pieces full of parts?
Have you integrated? A puzzling soul so beautiful & large. Manifesting shadows over your big pictures jigsaw sabotage.
Do your critic's words speak of undeserved desired enhanced connections?
Head scripts will all ways beat a hearts required & best affections.
As you Re act the ways to set the stage for loved ones cold rejection.
Created through your darker hues of ghosting mired & cruel dejections.
As they echo shadows through frosted glass to filter light upon my own projections...Creating Verse, Re versing Cursed Birth To Transcendental Resurrection.
I see the light, your non-extinguished golden threaded Flame.
It simmers warm behind ice walls of self-protected trustless pain.
But two are needed to melt both sides, until they tumble, crumble, wax & wane.
And lights ignite to raging fire as the Goddess Rises through the Flame.
The frightening part is the jagged cliff tops first most soaring flight... May you unfold your wings to Angel birth from creatures of the long dark night.
