The stars have left their ashes within our bones,
with pride we rule this city of fire and stone.
Our minds hold the deepest laws of reality,
this stone castle is a nest of age and insanity.
The seas of eternity flow through our veins ,
time is released within our winds and rains.
The tempest of creation strikes with a symphony,
with wild euphoria we feed on the nectar of epiphany.
Immaculate conception! Pregnant with possibilities are my atoms…..star stuff on my sweater…can you get me a towel..you spilled some poetry on my day. Thanks for following my crazed writings. Merry Christmas and hope your “faith” has been recolored “bioluminesent Blue.”