i died once
drafted in multitudes of
mourning
only to be reborn
through karmic intervention
and facing an infinite horizon
fresh sight
clarity of sound
height of
spectral flight
inbound
so many ways to describe imagination
the engine of reason decimated
by the force of feeling
blessed kiss
awoken and
always missed
with dirty halos linked
like iron chains
we speak
constant connection
immortal conclusion
collaboration
shattering all illusion
it’s occupation of the soul
the perfect beginning to a necessary end
This is a fine poem that I can really get my around.