Night Blues of the Soul
Gather now the sweaty and glistening moon, burning through the celestial night. And the body feels ... strange ... and ancient drums begin to pound within the velvet fabric of your soul ... And in the distance, steam whistles echo hauntingly, and the phanton locomotive screams past the hopes and dreams you once held so dear ...
And the night hawks soar, and the denizens in the glass and concrete tombs hunger for something ... indefinable, yet, familiar ... and you spread your wings and take off, into the nethered regions ... of the night blues ... Share your thoughts, your poetry, your wild ravings in the pagan night ... and know the magic ...
EVOLVING ASPECTS OF SELF
- .... BODY
- .... HEART
- .... SOUL
- .... MIND
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