rain
dancing on blue sands
splashing roots of words
with silence,
dripping through cracks
in seasonal spheres
to break the grey
emeraldine sparks
fighting to survive
the heavy lightning
swinging in the cradle of
my dreams -
seeds fighting back
through mind’s eye
to bloody page
quill birthing
the wings of
yesterday’s future
shivers along the veins of
ruthless consciousness,
dipping into the ink
of tomorrow’s history
leaking on the feathers
of fated subconscious
my soul
i bleed
my soul
you read
© Liliana Negoi and Ostensible Truth
