Estuary of fallen stars Madrona swallows dark water. We wear wreaths of lady fern drink the changeling moonlight.
We burn our meditations on cedar skin incense, the scent of camas of moss like mist, glacier lilies.
The sun knows no answer and longs for the earth. The moon knows her love for the sun.
Inhale the stars, exhale existence the stars—of breath and cloud are born the stars—restless elements they become.
Rivers tattooed beneath her skin, lotus in the mist rain of his eyes and of his skin fog from his lips.
Cyclic snake bites its tail Ouroborus, Jörmungandr seed to tree leaf to rot Ouroborus, Jörmungandr
The Morrígu and her ravens feast on prism-skinned salmon underworld in her eyes, in the frostbitten gaze of the fallen.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.