IMAGES
WORDS
Night Shift
limbo time
oblivion knocks
but only feral magic
peeks in
mother moon
crests the mountain
and calls for me
to travel
inside myself
a forest of midnight vines
incandescent
reaching
inside the forest
my thoughts run free
illuminated
seeking
old dreamers and guides
call my earth-bound self
but new voices surround me
they tell me
my true path
into the new creation
is within the spiral eternal
they tell me my name
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