Sun-kissed etchings

Fill the page with its solar excess

Psyche expands into the flesh

Where the word becomes incarnate

Noon day fire incinerate my insides

My blood carries the soul of life

The Spirits have called

To mark the Hour that has come

Boreas casts his breath

My blood freezes

With it the spirit lies in cryostasis

The midnight moon casts its gentle light

As it guides me down the cavernous path

Psyche’s echoes expand into the cave

Reverberating it’s cacophonous cries

Whispers of the dead

And wails of the damned

Encompass

As the silence thickens