Hear Me Speak of Solitude

There’s someone in the space between the trenches

a voice of wild thunder over devastation

coming closer closer closer

beauty in the midst of nightmare and decay

These killing fields are an altar

and the sacrifice ready for cleansing fire

speaks to me of solitude

whispered dreams of some shadow overhead

a hand closed on the throat of the world

and an eye turned to ritual

ready for the match to strike

and to breathe in scattered ashes on the wind

Image by Eliane Meyer from Pixabay

3 thoughts on “Hear Me Speak of Solitude

  1. “These killing fields are an altar and the sacrifice ready for cleansing fire
    speaks to me of solitude” your words leave quite a visual as usual David just so heartfelt. Beautiful. Stay safe, blessed and have a good week. Love 💕 Joni

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