quarta-feira, 22 de novembro de 2017

Soul from the woods

Beneath smiled whisper
sang again by this tide
I can feel what you hide
and speaks even deeper.

All that stands between
your loud echo and the world
without a right way to go
but the temples of Athene...

The entity that remains alive
and reminds of what is good
despite the hell in which I stood
with all glory that it can derive.

Bursting at the pit of the chest
to find home in these walls
for new prayers and calls
towards the ending of the quest.

07/11/2017

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