Timelessness

 

Serpent in the air, a long stretch of wing, black with spots, silver at the side, golden at the root, from deep she did rise with a midday thunder, none to expect, what fire works and stars reborn?

so many eyes to see, so many children does she guide, so many soldiers wait till she's ready, she can feel the vibrations in the space

there she was on the ground but he could not see for he imagined something else her skin would be.

there she was on the ground but he could not say for he imagined something else love should be.

there she was on the ground but he could not hear for he imagined something else would the sound be.

Be still and listen

There is a story of timelessness in front of you