All posts for the month September, 2014


Published September 29, 2014 by ireneglasse

In the flames of destruction
The choking ash of burning cards
The towers of air and illusion

Crashing down
The life that is only freed through darkness
And a passage of fire
Tendrils catching the firelight
Breaking the armor of a seed shell
And shattering into life
For nothing ever truly dies
And nothing ever truly leaves
And the song of the World Tree
Echoes in every swelling bud
Every creeping vine
Of renewed hope
Of masks broken
Of shadows slain
Through fire