revivalA Poem by joshua deathdealer"An ash I know there stands,Yggdrasill is its name,a tall tree, showered with shining loam. From there come the dews that drop in the valleys. It stands forever green over Urðr's well." - Völuspá
I slipped out of the hole in my head
and exited onto a spiritual highway a silhouette of myself I soared the other side a beam of energy gliding between the wind free at last a fleeting thought passed and I looked back at the land of the living my flight seized and I fell; a pillar of salt I experienced the sorrows of mankind as a whole the pain, the pestilence, the frustration of death all as one, they pierced the bottoms of my feet rushing up through me to come out of my eyes pouring down my face in a continual stream of tears and slowing my descent to a halt bringing me to look deeply into the kaleidoscope of my soul turning and aligning the shapes of my perception I tasted the metallic weight of sin not just on myself but on the future of everyone now I hang suspended, impaled on this tree of eternal sadness that flows through me I am a conduit of focused expression so that I may show the world that we are not alone the door is inside us all the key is love
© 2013 joshua deathdealerAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorjoshua deathdealerCasket City, FLAbout"My trepidation of things past is not a song with a beginning, middle and end. But an endless symphony playing infinite variations on the same theme. One day of sadness fades into another and the .. more..Writing
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