"
the turtle crawls above with flames contained on his back
he carries us gracefully
through stormy weather's
onwards to a new light
and a new day
dawn summons his
arrival and rabbits
hop while birds
sing and cheer
so tread careful
else the wind
carry us all
away - gods storm
only comes to those
waiting. so just
don't turn your skull
into a prison -
keep moving onwards.
the birds are demons only when we need them, but lose our self in desperation.
our nature is
habitual
the calm is here
don't call upon the
storm. listen to chirping birds senselessly