May 27, 2020
Feathered Purity
Beautiful blue emerald cloud
Descending like a river
Slithering like Quezalcoatl
Flowing down from heaven
Coming to drown me with its greatness
I hide in an empty, wooden gothic style
Room-casket of anger and fear
It is inevitable, and it’s destined to find me
A bird of prey is meant to fly high.