Gaia's missed Connection
Try and find it.
Fire:
Burns leading to light.
A shock beyond rubber souls, Fire,
now dark putrid things
Air:
Where it comes, no one
sees its divinity, can't
find a dissenter.
Earth:
Gaia's dutiful,
blue vertigo emitter,
grows a bounty wide.
Water:
To sail upon, to
feed the lawn, to hold the line,
A tasteless fine wine.
About the Creator
Willem Indigo
I spend substantial efforts diving into the unexplainable, the strange, and the bewilderingly blasphamous from a wry me, but it's a cold chaotic universe behind these eyes and at times, far beyond. I am Willem Indigo: where you wanna go?
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