Out of the East comes crawling nightmare
And the deep places of the forest are silent
Waiting for the hand that tears at the earth
Uprooting ancient guardians to grind them down
Beneath the slow advance toward sacrifice
Still in the night rain is falling
Where ghosts live legends not yet written
Under a midnight sun stained with their blood
This is the place the stories tell of
Where all paths run together into the heartland
And travellers take shelter from the waking fear
Seeking refuge there from slow destruction
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Watching history unfold today!
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4 responses to “Out of the East”
A sunrise, appreciated silence, unity on earth, supernatural protection, a well hydrated atmosphere, writing that is understandable completely, everything is together, peace abounds, appreciation shows. United interest span is what you know how to do and it agrees with your chemistry as Always.
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I had an image in mind then I read your comment about history unfolding. Then it reminded me of Manifest Destiny and westward expansion. That might not have been the intention but whatever the intention was, it’s a great poem (as always)!
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Interesting! I guess all history is intertwined, so whether it was intended or not it must be no mistake that that is the image it conjured up. Thank you (:
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Well written.
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