Whispers of Lord of the Khemenu
Whispers of Lord of the Khemenu
(A lone voice whispers)
Beyond what tired minds pass by as memories, fires, and embers fade.
Beyond what the missing say, while fluted pipes play.
As in deep waters you wade as life slowly fades and Mother Darkness calls your way.
Just look for the magic while your resolve holds as everything unfolds.
And try to empty the cold and all it tries to remold.
(C) Copyright John Duffy
A poem portraying a spiritual crossing through grief and dissolution, guided by ancient wisdom, urging the soul to seek meaning and release despair before it reshapes who they become.
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