The End of Summer
“The End of Summer”
In those days
they watched for signs
in the heavens
numbers connected
the ways that
weighted the scales
written in the stars
a woman gave birth
to a dragon’s tale
in a beehive cluster
distant, yet,
oh so familiar
Praesepe,
in ancient times, a language,
common and Roman
mysterious
unexpected wonder
ushers in heralded motions
passages changing
passing the irridescent
colour guards of moons
flaming emerald
Nishimura
lights up dark night sky
fiercely mesmermising
like a god ridden
firefly,
hauntingly
borne, eerie
beautiful rune
baptised tears
in bitter waters
the end of that Summer
books and their
versatile chapters
some kept safe
exchanging their
hidden missives, their
covert messages
the pearls
of great price
for a kingdom of treasure
nets
and their fish,
the angels kept
those
they released,
beyond censure
In those days
they watched
for signs
3 parts
a flame
their world
underwater
satellites drowned
cabals in their blood red oceans
144,000
sons and daughters
waited undefined
then,
the strange others
arrived
to rule our demons
in the melting
tribulation cauldron
glowing Pelacarus
light armoured
goblins flying like
strange frightening angels
silver winged
monarchs
mantis not praying
peeling back faces
revealing the bones
of lost souls
the pearls
of great price,
all,
the souls
of lost sons
and daughters
in a lost world
it began
the end
of that Summer
(LadyLabyrinth / 2023)
“You doubt
and you're desperate,
you wear both your cross
and your hammer
Such beautiful dreams
of violence,
in them your tongue
is made of silver
But we don't fight like animals,
we fight like men
No, we don't fight like men,
we fight like Gods
Holy, Holy
No we don't fight like animals,
we fight like men
No, we don't fight like men,
we fight like Gods”
(“Fight Like Gods”, excerpt lyrics)
“When you're underwater whisper
Wait for all the sounds to fall away
When you're underwater
insert your feet on the wall of things
(“Virginia Wolfe Underwater”, excerpt lyrics)
“Though seeing, they do not see;
though hearing, they do not hear or understand.
You will be ever hearing but never understanding;
you will be ever seeing but never perceiving.
They hardly hear with their ears,
and they have closed their eyes.”
Matt 13:45-46 NIV
Matt 13
Copyright © Lady Labyrinth | Year Posted 2023
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