Ignite

Inner turmoil.

A fire is rising,
Energy fueling rebellions,
A blood moon in a starless night.
The temple walls
are crumbling
Shedding the barrier
between the worlds;
between you and I.
The tapestries burn
Scorching the stone
Laying at your feet.
What once was lost
Now is found.
The mystical and mundane
bleed into one.

Reviews

[KeeD]

You connect fantasy and reality seamlessly. I get the internal struggle through this piece and I get the equilibrium of it all.