Are we like the mythical Adam and Eve?
Are we like the mythical Adam and Eve?
(A lone voice whispers to his true love as Mother Moon, watches)
My Sophia
Are we are like the mythical
Adam and Eve
Walking upon the grey shores
Of a lost planet
Hidden in the deepest of space
Our true love holding us
Knee-deep in make believe
As if buried alive
Where we will witness
The birth of nebula's
Stars
And rediscovered Old Gods
A new Atlantis
Filled with wild pagan beasts and jealous old women and men
Where we will stride beyond the reach of the
Masters of the Masonic Temples
Erecting their secretive
Light barriers
So we can part the soft pink pages
In our own Books of Exquisite Pleasure
To be then perused and used
At our inquisition and leisure
As we watch the fall of the new AI-driven human
With the rise of the
Cosmic Red Serpent
Laying upon the yellow sands and shorelines
As the new time of crucifixions begins again
To see the visceral sights and smells
As new spellbound disciples yell
Palaces and institutions
May burn and be
Aflame before us
A new vision of a world consumed with
Corruption and sin
For as we watch, we will know
We are lone riders of
The Great Red Dragon once foretold
We are some of the mythical poets and writers
World and Empire
Watchers
Who never grow old
We
Me and you
My Sophia
My queen
Who collects the Universes many hidden stories
For in time
To be simply retold
We
Just reborn as poets today
No longer
Citizens of any known countries
Just sent again
From The Great In-Between
To release new thoughts and words like red balloons to float
To encourage and nourish inquisitive minds
Which are perpetually hungry
For enchanting new stories
To rebel in this glory
Contained and captured in this
Our everlasting promissory note
Released like celebration balloons
Into new readers minds
To forever
Settle or float
Copyright John Duffy
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