Blood Moon

Blood Moon

Blood Moon From a velvet dark, I emerge,a crimson tide where the moonlight once was.My face, a mirror not of water,but of your deepest, hidden pains.I am the moment of honest reflection,of shadows brought to light. I feel the weight of every tear you’ve held...
The Clay, the Seed, and the Arrow

The Clay, the Seed, and the Arrow

The Clay, the Seed, and the Arrow We stand on a threshold of mist,the past a faint echo, the future a whisper.Here is the clay we can mold,shaping potential with our hands,a constant becoming. This moment is the crucible,where the unwritten future holds all...
Changing Perspective and Perception

Changing Perspective and Perception

Why does this world seem like a dream right now?Surreal, off-kilter, and maybe a little darker or blurrier?This is the result of a transition in perception.How I saw my universe before is not the same now.I would venture to say that any time we change...
The Lost Reflection

The Lost Reflection

Walls built from our fearwe called it progress and power,but truth lay outside. Few dare to look out,where silence holds the mirrorthe self waits beneath. Courage turns us back,to whisper what we once knewthe world must be whole. Before memory, before even the sky had...
Author: Nate Long