The Sowing of the Seed

Mountains tower on a vast horizon.
Puffy clouds of white reveal the theme.
Reality created from a dream of incarnation.
Blasphemy, the utter degradation of the soul.
Heavenly, the sowing of the seed.

A need that bleeds itself into tomorrow.
Endless rain that speaks of sudden sorrow.
Choices made. The macramé of life.
Infinite, the weave of warped emotion.
Scandalous, the brewing of the potion.
Magic made within a blind devotion.

Not quite knowing what they want,
they wander far and wide.
Wind blowing souls unto the other side.
Reformation. Genes dissolved.
Immolation of the crowds.
Lightning struck the mind.
They never knew.
The majesty held in a higher view.
The condor soars across the seas.
Magnificent insanity.

Mountains tower on a vast horizon.
Puffy clouds of white reveal the theme.
Reality created from a dream of incarnation.
Blasphemy, the utter degradation of the soul.
Heavenly, the sowing of the seed...

? Michaelette ?

3/27/2003
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