The Universal Migrator

Been a long time since anything was on this page. Here goes a little something … for if anyone happens to stop by for some unknown reason.
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Behold!
These broad doors
Always shut, it seems
The storm of God-man rises
Ever raging beyond
Sparked from ego’s greed
Eternal pressure pounds
Tendrils of the soul all tingling

Enter my thralldom! proclaims the blacksmith

Blacksmith!

In what chamber was forged this tempest?
Set to ruin these walls constructed in prostration

Wanderer!

My molten iron rages through your veins
Your kind are wont to feel its scalding

This oaken heart
Behold!
As it splinters and screams
Yearning to join without
Pulsing from within
The sinuous serpent’s fold
Forcing all that lies within
Our own creation set adrift

Enter my thralldom! proclaims the earth shaker

Poseidon!

Guide not my vessel to the belly of the whale
Mind’s eye reveals a voyage into the abyss of desire

Wanderer!

In mindless hunger fire overflows the heart
Release your hold, balance wills its nature to transform

Rays of golden light, pure
Bursting forth throughout reality
Wrath of ignorance, incoherent
Smoldering in the warmth of creation

Realize its brilliance as grey reveals as light
Unfolding eternally outward, all-encompassing
The greatness of truth knows each one as all
And in knowing will be found that all is but illusion

Filed by Chris 大斌 at 2:39 am under Adventures In Poetry
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