Everyone wept when my heart went dark,
Capturing the Rapture inside a soul-spark.
Life itself dissolved for three minutes tops;
In which the sky brimmed with God's teardrops.
People flocked from near and far to witness
Sun and Moon trading backflips for kisses,
Except they could not see what they sought.
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Amelia Mapstone
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Tortured Soul
The soul careened blindly through a void where it scraped against the walls of a narrow tunnel, amassing a cumulative friction that created all the heat the devil would ever need to torment it. There was no light at the end, not even a fire. From the bottom a cold wind blew, and the clash of extremities spawned vapors of terror in the deadened and numbed appendage that was this strange, delirious, drunken consciousness.
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I like the weaving of the eclipse phenomenon with the religious theme, and “ the sky brimmed with God's teardrops.” is a lovely way of describing impending rain Amelia🤗
I sure hope they saw what they sought...a miracle for those who open their hearts to newness and wonder. Mend your dark heart...eclipse the negativity. This is lovely.
Backflips for kisses - how sweet! This is lovely.
I love this take on the eclipse challenge! "Sun and moon trading backflips for kisses" has so much impact!!