Visions and dreams, relate to some degree,

A surreal decree, doubts and questions remain.

In a realm, a night depicting a day,

Is as the sun to an oracle, without answers.

Meteoroids miraculously compared to rain,

“All knowing, all seeing”, a deity for saints.

His eye replaced the sun, locked in shock 

His silent voice, bent winds and swept the clouds.

Fallen, a dead man descends on a mountain bed,

As the man’s end lies near, he lives in oblivion.


◄ at dawn


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