There was clay in the ground I clawed through
Pulling myself back to the surface
To sit in a rainstorm I longed for years to feel again
And I began to shape the clay
Caught in a fever dream aching to be translated
Forms out of black nothing that eat away at reasonโ
Heed the call of the gazing void
Until thoughts ride out to a battle that was lost long ago
Earth gave way to my touch
Bending with a mind sweeping through the underground
Past the ransacked prison I left in ashes
Fingers alive with cold fire
And memory of the hell they once knew
Only when it fell finished from my hands did I look down
At the face of my creation
And saw my own eyes gazing up at me
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Photo is from Pexels, though I couldn’t find the original photographer’s name.
Something is telling me I need to rewatch Andrei Rublev…
4 responses to “Earth Gave Way”
WOW, what a finish!!
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Thanks for reading (:
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You’re most welcome ๐
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The end was a surprise. Nice work!
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