Come Softly

Red eyes in the distance

looking over a sea of light to the westwall

The lord of secrets upon a throne of moon and sky

whose whispers come and go as star trails in the night

and always follow on the wake of death

speaks to the falling rain

Come softly to the kingdom and decay

Walk without destination

beyond the horizon where goes the master’s gaze

commanding heart and soul to the breaking point

Then further to the deep well, frozen

as a constellation in moving skies

still and silent down to the moment of apocalypse

Now more than ever is the time to believe in the good of humanity. And if not humanity, then the good of human beings.

Photo by Valentin Lacoste on Unsplash

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