Judgment

A bubble bath or shower, hmmmm

It’s easy to imagine either as comfortable.

Open the gates of chaos and release the Kracken,

Welcome to the smoking souls,

Surrounded by fire burning stones.

Screaming, lords of heaven’s gate,

Calvary on the way.

Hard driven and pounding hoofs,

Raising pace,

The horses released.

Dark figures on the horizon.

Feeling the power under foot,

Destiny and the table set,

Time to breathe, in the

Night air.

A mystical moment when the beast is still.

A position of possibilities yet to occur.

Moments, passing by,

Each progression gives little glimpses, of

All the dreaming people.

Walking into the mind,

One can find a comfortable mix, of

Emotional truth and drunken passion.

Will land a comfortable smile and wicked grin.

Dancing in the crowd.

Energy building a feeling,

Hot and heavy.

Placing footing on reality,

Placing makers of destination.

I find comfort in being reborn.