shooting star within the midnight sky.
Light blessing all the earth from up on high.
The neon signs are bleeding out of time.
Whispering new growth through savage vines.
Communication screams before it shines.
Taking in the feeling of an utter alienation.
Breathing out the fire of sublime transubstantiation.
The dragon wakes. For all our sakes - divine.
Voicing all the anguish of emotion.
Firing the skies with pure devotion.
Awakening a multitude of moods.
Roaring through reflections of the moon.
No matter what we try to hold inside.
It travels through the ever moving tides.
Flowing through great labyrinths of mind.
Causing pain until it finally finds
a moment that is full of recognition.
Like a shooting star within a midnight sky.
Through pathways that must reach the heart and mind.
A touch of soul. We feel the whole.
And seek another journey through the sky...
? Michaelette ?
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