Into

Heat rising through a Nile of flesh.
The endless fire burns.
Particles that intermesh.
A living form that learns.

Vibrations born in eons past.
Living in the aftermath.
Unattached to mind or intellect.
Entering the spirit, all unmet.

Buildings rise and fall in misty vision.
Amber scented feel of a decision.
Fight to fly. Embrace the sky.
Linger in the age of history.

Don't fall into the past of its beliefs.
The pit and pendulum have known defeat.
Nevermore is naught but just another word
for terror. Error more than human still prevails.

At night, the trail withers with the setting
of the moon. Stars abide until the clouds
decide to hide their luminescence.
Souls searching for the essence of it all.

Heat rising through a pile of flesh.
The endless fire burns.
Particles that intermesh.
A living form that learns.

One into another into all.
The nature of the earth provides
the fall. Rising up in innocence.
Birth into rebirth. Spirit seeks
its innocence in love...

? Michaelette ?

5/19/2003
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