~ Who We Are ~
Drifting enigmas
invisible, blending in
Like the phantoms dancing
with the architecture
at The Madonna Inn.
Dreaming of Vampires and
their diabolical tongues
For us, the taste for blood is acquired
and so is fearing the Son.
The Weak will try to dominate
but a strong will always accommodates…
Leaving a plethora of unquestionable answers
in the wake.
Souls
once caged
now worshipped
flanked by Mother’s army
All notions of who we were
cast aside as we embark
into the night.
Venturing
toward a new day…
Training in The true Way
Listening~IN to the rhythm which
leaves us without a doubt, knowing.
It’s never too late until
it’s too late.
Haunted by
what they can’t see,
tethered by what they do
This is why those who came before us
visit the ones they do…
To remind us
of our true nature,
To honor who we once were,
To lure us into the future
and possess us to fall in love with
Who we are.
