Apr 14, 2016
Sub Specie Aeternitatis
Inner spaces resounding with echoes of eternity, far beyond the realms of either this or that, my void heart beatless tethers to this mask, infinite fields of black pitch and empty perspectives, a shadow stretched forever upon my sight, as a seed covered deep within the earth, and if by chance watered with tears, that have fallen from the eye of god, to bloom once more in untold forms, to die and yield, again and again, …forever becoming.
- by Patrick Larabee ©
