Patherfinder Godsoul
Wandering guide
From moon you run
From sun you hide
Four petaled flower
Of rotting flesh
Shrieking hunger
Claws through death
Reaching fingers
Grasping hand
Basking, patient
Lies the land
Watching giants
Piercing eyes
Sliding in silence
Untangling minds
Red slices open
Black peeks through
Blazing sword
Sheathed anew
Dancing Goddess
Gap toothed smile
Cloak swirls over
Hearts beguiled
Tin men standing
On dust of gold
Cobwebs shrouding
Lores of old
Through it blazing
The eternal king
Compassion razing
Bones within
Dark hearts beating
Mirrored breath
Who’s competing
In the land of Death
Sound breaks over
Forgotten stones
Truth comes calling
From broken homes
Slit eyed bleating
At the break of dawn
Storm clouds receding
From the cups of horn
And here’s a glimmer
Of what came before
Red spire rising
A dark wooden door
Who will enter
Who remain behind
Trapped in amber
A thin black line
Just when we begin
To breathe once more
The crooked hand beckons
From behind the Whore
But she is softness
Wrapped in night
Welcome comfort
Consoling light
© AM (Xander) Hunter July 2020
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