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.