Born In Understanding

Yonder bliss from a
darkened blue
Forlorn desires in
ashen lines
Under the grasp of
A sullen hand
Further beyond
where the ceiling dies
She looks, she smiles with my iris tranced
By blazing flames on uncovered truths
The moult of mind as the colours come,
In its instant glide
The moon rose, asunder from aether
The womb unfolds the maw,
unearthed, in sight
The moon rose asunder from aether
The womb unfolds the maw, unearthed,
in sight
Yonder bliss from a
molten sight
Titular king, the mourning son,
sunk past the line as the colours come
in its instant glide
The moon rose, asunder from aether
The womb unfolds the maw,
unearthed, in sight
The moon rose asunder from aether
The womb unfolds the maw, unearthed,
in sight
The moon
rises now
The moon
rises now
The moon
rises now
The moon
rises now