The laughter in the wind isolates
Frigid tones of vindictive wines.
I’m scorched by the ways of
The sun when the hours at
End rise up and take host
Of the earth’s chalice.
There is a phantasm inside
Holistic crystals yearning
I’m driven by fire emblazoned
Moonlight gazes down upon
Me, and smiles its wicked smile.
The spirit in the wind yells out
To me in the form of chant,
“Wayward go the winded.
Hallow is my breathless
Channel; yet, I go forth to
Launch a new creed for the
Lore to follow along the banks
Of a dancing creek.”
My waters bubble over,
And I’m left with the
Driven desire to bring
Umbrage to the fallen.
Stampeding down broken
Roads are white horses
Whose hooves beat against
Your streams are my encumbered
Song blasting through my ears.
Sunlight is the kiss against my
Tattered flesh which bites to
The grain of all evil.
However, it is the strung out
Lull in the night which brings
Forth a vengeance like no other.
Fires rise up against my prison
Cell where shackles cling to my
I call out to the spirit in the wind
To take hold of me, and lift my
However, all I get in return is your
Essence seeping into my heart.
Every chamber I sink into leads me
Further and further away from my
For the ignition must burn through
To the core of my existence if I am
To revile in amber grains feeding
The Lords children with passionate
For it is the wind-songs tithes which
Bring me a step closer to engraved
Statutes burning along halls of
His scrolls are kept inside a sacred
Box locked up tight.
I see something shining in the distance
On my wanderings for the self I so long
Forgotten to behold.
For lying inside the mountainside is a glazed
Piece of potter.
I dig inside this artistic piece only to rub
My hands against a key.
Pulling it out of the vessel, I examine it
Closely thinking, “I am encumbered by
The Grace of the Lord tonight. All paradise
Lost is now found in one sacred vessel.
For with this key I shall be feed into my
Own soul and spirit. I am one with all
Which surrounds me. For no channel
Shall lead me astray.”
I insert the key into the keyhole of the
Box I carry in my satchel.
For dwelling inside are crystals of
Sapphire, amber, amethyst, and granite.
© Copyright, Kiki Stamatiou, 2016