silence germinates lovingly within the emanciated bodies of pilgrims
Tag: senryu
she breathes in the uncertainties of the cosmos and exhales forests
i’d like to fix my worn knuckles with comet bone and witness a small apocalypse by the hour
there is ash within the lungs of expired gods the words unsaid the curses undone and raw magical energies caught in its own loop ballooning until the day it explodes and unmakes the cosmos
trees gossip of mortals and wily beings predestined to eat a fruit from the gardens of paradise and witness the doom of worlds within their frail minds
foraging hands find bark scarred by the elements of a passing storm and the celebratory bloom of shrooms
the autumn coast cold and unyielding in its wild ways offers safe haven to any being who would brave its harshness
the sirens of the deep seas memorize each wreck and sing a melody of tide and storm
i’ve known a few in my lifetime of those who wait and watch making records of the forest grim as it births fog and mistborne secrets guarded by ethereal wraiths
remind this body the stories of seasons past and perhaps this flesh will learn to live again