Crimson Moon Oracle

Crimson Moon Oracle

Beneath the blood-lit lunar flame,

The silent pines forgot my name,

A river drank the scarlet sky,

While shadowed spirits wandered by.

The ancient wind began to sing,

Through hollow roots of everything,

And stars concealed their silver eyes,

To watch the red moon slowly rise.

No angels walked the midnight air,

Only echoes clothed in prayer,

The lake became a crimson glass,

Reflecting futures yet to pass.

A raven crossed the burning glow,

Like secrets only dusk could know,

The forest bowed in mystic trance,

As darkness led the night to dance.

I heard the hidden veil unfold,

In whispered tongues of fire and gold,

The moon awoke forgotten dreams,

And split the world through scarlet beams.

Beyond the mist, lost spirits wept,

Where sleeping constellations slept,

Each trembling branch and ancient stone,

Remembered truths the dark had known.

The heavens bled in sacred streams,

Awakening forbidden dreams,

And every heartbeat turned to flame,

Inside the night that never came.

So when the crimson moon appears,

Walk softly through the veil of fears,

For mystic tides and phantom skies,

Still breathe beneath red lunar eyes.

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