Abandoned whispers echoing through time touch my mind with truth.
On the horizon a comet soars past the sun and the moon as a mysterious consciousness evolves.
A sense of urgency is on the rise.
What will is being done? Whose understanding do you know?
As eternal as the winds of truth darkness fills the soul of hell.
Sacred and solitary love at the core, I soar inward towards a single point of light.
A searing truth from spirit soul says it's time to depart.
Willfully and knowingly we withdraw.
But not without making a pact up above with the sky so blue.
Our lessons are learned now and forever more, feeling blessed we say adieu.
© 2020 Laurie S Novak