As Above, So Below

Away from the night of spice winds we crawl

following the windwalkers through sunless lands

caught under the spell of our yearning

for a dawn of gray light over the sand

The waters of life scald our lips

as we drink our fill of secret things

and search out a new path through crypts beneath the desert

A wretched few who sought ascension to the stars

cry out from atop the dunes they could not overcome

to a sky they could not conquer

and their voices reach below to the dream world

where we walk through memory of hidden waters

to reach a land of ghosts who await their chance at life

sensing in the communion of our souls

traces of the consciousness we left behind us in the desert

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I was trying to think of what to say after this one last night, then apparently went to sleep without actually scheduling it to post. Oops.

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15 responses to “As Above, So Below”

  1. This is 5-Star…every line perfection…my fave pick is the phrase “the night of spice winds”–gosh, that’s good…would make a fabulous book title. However, having no book as yet–if I use it in a poem, I’ll credit/link to you, if you don’t mind.

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