Perfect Peace, absolution
benevolence rises like a cloud
to bend and float around the trees.
A choir of cherubim, erupting
from 6 thin strings,
steel,
vibrating,
stamping their hooves
shaking their wings
shaking the earth
A wake up call,
gentle.
Its all about reading
between the lines
its all about what's
not being said;
A hidden cypher, for
the initiated,
hidden in 8 tempered notes
and fairy tale fables.
Michael, i am also a wolf.
Michael, i am also wild.
Michael, i am also fierce and gentle.
You raise the light
You dispel the darkness
with yr flaming guitar.
What a perfect crucifixion
falling in slo-motion, with
a head full of sparks,
falling like a roman candle,
pierced with lavender arrows
This is God and Goddess
dancing a 2-step
A Satie Waltz in the Cistine Chapel
This is living underwater,
and learning to breathe
and learning to fly
and learning to BURN
& HOWL;
We do not fight with fists and bottles
and bricks.
We will kill you with our echoes
a subtle erosion,
until you are dancing in our conga line.
Until you have joined the ghost dance.
This is an inevitable evolution,
graceful and unavoidable,
the most beautiful dream in the world.
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