in the midst of harmony
there is discord,
in the midst of solitude
there is abundance,
in the midst of lives lost
there is wonder,
the world heals its own
a universal theme
permeates the waves,
illusion replaces reality
hidden inside seashells
from the other side...
serpents rule in the valley
Eden is no longer a
viable concept to admire,
reincarnated souls dance
in the halls of Valhalla,
singing tributes to all
the vanished gods whose
memories still exist in
minds of young warriors,
sitting in the hulls of ships
waiting to touch foreign
soil for the first time...
we visit their thoughts
pronouncing them whole,
valid for the time, sinking
in our quicksand lies
validating all their visions.
October 12, 2025
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