Sparks fly?
Of course not.
Phantom slides are so ridiculous
The truth is never told
(Them and their monopoly.)
So gullible, yet so incredulous
And their houses built on shifting sands
The balance of the wheel goes ‘round!
Inevitable
The stars are not deceived by pretense.
Darkness awaits the Light
Light awaits the Darkness
Primordial predestination rules
United we stand on the tight rope
between the two.
Raise your eyes, dear children!
Get off your knees, descendants!
Let Nature find refuge behind our shield
We are the Kingdom Of Heaven
On Earth.
Poetry Copyright © 2018 – 2023 by Ena Whiteraven All rights reserved.
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Ena Whiteraven (a.k.a. Henry) is a writer and poet who uses elements of mystery and fantasy to inspire readers to seek truth and embrace imagination and creativity in an increasingly dark world. Her work has been featured at The Poetry Bar and The Positivity Press. Her author site, The Whiteraven Net, will feature excerpts from her upcoming poetry book.
Ena enjoys finding fellow writers, as well as publishers, who share her vision. She occasionally appears as a guest blogger on the famed Spiritually Awkward Magazine / A Life Of Virtues with her friend and mentor Alura Cein. In her spare time, she also enjoys reading, gardening, paper and nature crafting, learning new skills, and living the simple life. She’s also an active member of the private Facebook group Exploring Angels.
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