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Taking the Auspices
06:10
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A contrition of soul has torn these fell spread wings asunder.
Through boundless abyss befallen grace by lituus
An aureole horizon of corporeal disillusion.
And with burning in my eyes
The sunlight reflects
But brings melt to the tears they were as snowfall
Within a refraction of myself.
Traversing a time
Where the spirit remains
And acts as the vessel to declare one’s reason
Of falsifying reign.
Behold an auspice of grave uncertainty.
Seeking the eyrie through the darkened dismal sky
The umbrageous strix stretched out his wings and arose.
Aloft a memory where the twilight fell as a distant spell
Cast upon the grove
Of ancient woods buried
And bearded nether hoar frost.
Of ghastly wings a congruous illusion
Is carried by fell wind gale
To where the soul moults its earthly plumage.
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A descent from the ravaging wind
And amongst the forlorn larch I enter
Into the sanctity of an obscured sepulchral beauty
Where noumenal existence fades
To truth concealed within
The corridors of arboreous dimension.
The tendrils of a gossamer phantasm arose
From the ashes of an austere thought unfurled
Outstretched as the singly wisps whirled
A bridling veil of appearance draped upon me.
The wind does not stir the ages
But through rustles of the sylvan deep
I hear the sounds of ancient being
Call forth my soul endlessly.
As nepenthe rid sorrow bound in flesh
Repose in deathly spell
And watch as nous ascends.
Drifting endlessly far from riparian shores
Of streams in the ebbing subconscious flow.
As a wave relapses into latent depths
The self is swallowed by the wells of eternity.
The seas are stained with sorrow and pain
In a rising tide of fleeting continuum.
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Through thicket peers the morning
And passes onto unbroken ravine
As silent sculptures in reverie emerged
And returned to the depths of a solitude within
I watched as the night became morning again.
Hylomorphic I paint the visions awakened by the eye
Of a darkened face emerged
From the fragments of a spectral uncertainty
A stone sepulcher pierces the empyrean sky.
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Shaped By Aeolian Winds
03:19
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Where wind-worn rocks reveal
A talus fell face of interstice.
A conscious evolved into emergence
Borne as a grain of self buried within the stratum
Survey the expanse below and bask in brooding gleam
Follow the scant sunlight to where it greets the fellfield.
I soar on lofty wings
A hoary fledged unfettered soul
As a vestige forged within the will of becoming…
Beyond horizons reach
A region comes forward to meet us
To rest in the return
Of the abyssal expanse of self-belonging.
And the timelessness of an ancient mountain…
Where time cannot be in an absence of eternity
But as an absence of time would instill no presence of mind
Can truth be borne on one’s shoulders
Within this realm of causality?
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The forgotten sound of a stilling grievance
Distends from memory of distant lands.
The sun breaks through to the heart with reverence
And reveals a wandering spirit.
Keeper of the winds, release in deftly blow
From where he watched, a silent sprig of contemplation arose…
The receding fog has left disparate leaves
Moist in the glistening sun, an iridescent sea of green.
Sphagnum spires arise in columned claustral seclusion
Within a verdured garth alone there stands the oak.
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By rise of the pillared vaulted sky
Behold a sage amid the gallows nave
Whose sidereal visage did never fade
To those amongst his lustrous gaze (alight).
Release the doves to be perched on the navel
Circumfluent are the words of the truth-told foreseer (of knowledge)
Calloused unwashen limbs burrowed deep in cloddish glebe
Allay enshrouded still beneath the venerable nesting tree
As roaring thunder dirge wake bellows portend in dream
Draw harrow onto forgotten lands with mournful breath in sullen breeze.
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Spiritrise
05:13
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Far from the earth I shall stand
Amongst the fettered ruins of conditional truth
And sit beside myself to watch the spirit rise
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