Ajna And The Hibernation

She weeps to see her wisest children
blind to brilliant skies of azurite;
as the winter of reality
keeps

The Loss

Your death has left a void in me,
I have no way to cross.
When God took you
I felt the loss,
and still I was not free.

So

I refuse to be taken at face value.
Because there is so much more to me.
More then this visage you see.

Not just the anger,

Here I am all alone and suddenly it is frightening,
Just like when I was a child afraid of thunder and lightening.

I keep

The Chosen One:

I actually thought it was my time to go,
while watching my lifeless body below.

My pain was gone when the dark