The Seventh Seal

A letter for you and me, and all who choose to seek more than just themselves... Passing our ecstacy and entering endurement, delivering our letters.

 

It was a day, then a nightmare

Where the deaf and blind go mute

Clouded brains and fainting drones

Salt poured into fresh water

The Sea

 

Out past the noontime forest

Forward through the afternoon

Past the Past

 

To the bay beaches by the dove, the gray dove

Look over salt poured into fresh water

Thick souls, choppy and green storms,

The white death

 

On the horizon, the circular letter and the Seventh Seal

The seascape, the letters fold blurred by my waning eyes

And the Sun was the Seventh Seal

 

What it withheld was your purest heart,

Gushing your passion and pumping your love,

And a still budding Lily Rose

The Beauty, the New

Author's Note

I have nothing to report, but you can...