Poet : Spencer_Paron / Moonshine Noire

theme : clouds

The Dark Knights's Sacrifice

Hydra inferno, rain-stone, hail-cloud,

Shield the Earth from that Star's fire.

Crank up the claps and applauding sound,

Cry like a distant angelic choir,

Majestic clouds, adopt this comatose wilderness,

Sacrifice your bloated form so flowers may thrive.

Humble knight in ashen armour, I witness,

Your thundering growl, struggle to survive.

Seep your blood and carve your bones,

Cast an eye on the desert plains.

At the altar of Almighty, sacrifice at the thrones,

Squeeze your cotton dress and forget all constrains.

Forget your sky high vows,

Become the lushness of lathered boughs,

Of laden, teeming green and vibrant vegetation.

Stretch the vacuoles and make pulse the flower stem,

Multiply and vary the dry bodied beasts,

Seduce the butterfly, the squirrel, the wren.

Pour pure minerals upon the sand, and make useful the heat,

Imbue life to the dunes and make use of the sun.

Deplete your essence, become undone.

Then will be understood the reason for your pain,

And from the sky you will cast your eye upon the earth again.