Labyrinth 2

Posted by Hazel Dream on 12:07 PM

Discern the grey stranger, O flaming spirit
From the nostalgia of ache that scripts the mirage of existence
Haughtiness of knowledge, scared of solitude of wisdom
Do I exist in infidelity of perception?
Oh this Spirit of game that ambiguity acts
Expressions without harmony, their colors without purpose Floating in the dusk without moon.



vivid colors that were spread
without purpose... they may seem to exists
they precede the moon
at this lovely dusk hour...
intimations to some alarm to some... may your spirit guide you through...
the dusk to dawn....
and if you need a co traveler ... you must know where to look for
the grey stranger might not be full of arrogance
as perceived .... be there.... while you still walk...

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