The grace of shadows
Shadows dance behind my eyelids turning previews into search for a non-existent Terra Nova.
A thought impales itself upon a destructive power writing its own muse that crawls for the
depths of humor.
Remembering the lost and not forgetting my place of dishonor in society, being the pariah of
While inflictions are shared and are connected on a plane of infinity, the surprises even haunt
the faint at heart.
A modern preparation depicting the avarice of some, and healed with glimpse of love twisted
The Pater Familia succumbs to old wounds and changes continuous important limitations
shackled by the past.
By the grace of a replaced beggar accused of heresy, he begins his journey forward in a
backward style of a deity
And to build on an imprinting and swallowing, and by an appreciative lesson controlled by
standing on one’s own grounds.
Naiveté inspires curiosity with eyes closed, blinded by entitlement surrounded by imagery from
fertile thoughts and shadows that have not found their home.
A burning sensation pleaded with insanity that has wandered in its own predicament entangled
One has to salvage and prioritize solidarity, invading fragility of a flaunting validation
And struggling in eternity with remnants draped over chagrin and invading colliding
melodies that flicker of a mysterious paradise.
An entitlement peruses by virtue of humbleness, seeking out the failure of truths scurrying back
A starlit night mistaken for fireflies with a Sapphire twinkle, smile of dimensions unknown and
hidden in a secret society.
A translation is perched with new beginnings, to begin to lament and articulate many song
verses which are depleted during an aria.
The song verses pull on the heartstrings of clairvoyance attempting to reach out beyond the veil
that obliterated the sense of sight only to let us see within our hearts.
And this is when we are spared by the grace of shadows.