freedom – Page 17 – elancharan gunasekaran

there is a certain kind of darkness the shadow of an entity that holds more apocalyptic futures than light can tolerate

the freedom to birth and evolve a thought or idea is what drives the human condition and its underlying tangents

that which did not burn or could not be buried smothered by nonhinary tides

the rain untamed fills debauched bodies with silence rest finally comes but at a grim price

autumn we let the light fade without fear

the night’s queerness drapes itself over the empty field like morning fog

as i do the land remains fertile and tranquil in an act of mutual balance between flesh and nature

the frail body prepares itself for the coming days of quietude

magic is watching and experiencing the arrival of this autumn evening

morals and laurels of man indefinitely shaped by the weather and seasons