the calligrapher II
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A storm before the calm
You thought you were unique in your own suffering
Neglecting the myriad of inner worlds
Fearing your own power, a responsibility
Like when he carved my name into his own arm
I cried tears of his blood
Then Jason's ghost taught me to turn lead into gold
But i didn't do whatever he told me
And Sister Rosetta Tharpe electrified us guitars
In her eyes and her voice was her heartbeat
With a cloak over your golden dress
Covered in eyes, transparent like fiery flames
You grab my shoulders with your sharpened claws
They dig into my skin and you look me square in the eyes and say
That the soul must travel beyond reason
And eternity swallowed us up into the earth and took our dust
And sculpted us onto their most jaw-dropping creation.
Timeline hoppers, ancient magicians
And ever-shifting ancestral traditions
They must create, none shall get in the way...
Of the feeling that is always felt
But never captured
Her brush, her sword, stabs into the heart of emptiness
The blood of the void is her life source
Her brush, her sword, stabs into the heart of emptiness
The blood of the void is her life source