SunDance, poetry written by RayFed at Spillwords.com

SunDance

SunDance

written by: RayFed

@MrRayFed

 

Light comes again, even though hope seems strangely invisible.

The night has fled and the dampness of the morning mist lays on the dreamscape battlegrounds of my nightmares.

I gather the brilliant sun before me, under the morning sky, in ways that are out of control that I do not mind.

The old world refuses to fall away and I challenge with my sun dance.

I cavort with florescent tendrils of the sun, in whose heart is the warrior who makes the fire, makes it burn the world.

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