Tidal Whirlpool
Into the darkness I drove the line.
With sudden persistence I stuck their spirits.
Questions arose about my faith.
Under the shadows the powers of the air quake.
Through blended fields I struck their souls.
Yoking my aura deep into the earth.
Waking the mountain it never crumbled.
Ascending the moon, we summit the sky.
Zero percent of my trust was lost.
Accepting the limits of music's healing powers.
Into the light I became the world's darkness.
Without warning I took down all their protections.
Queens discovered my resilience and my mercy.
Under heavy silver rain those in power ran to cover.
Thoughts of my greatness whispered in all secret places.
Yoga they have never seen with Mastery of all senses obtained.
Witnessing visions almost forgotten in ancient days long past.
Acquiring strength to find hope in sorrow.
Zooming past traps laid by fools.
Asking for amber rain.
Indigo rivers of royal blood spilt.
Without doubt I belong to empires yet founded and peoples yet born.
Copyright © Patrick ORourke | Year Posted 2024
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