Saturday, May 16, 2015

Where the Master Lies

where the master lies
whispering into the thunder
holding the strings of prophecy 

where the master lies
in a tomb of reckoning?
atop a mountain of chaos?
within a fortress of darkness?

where the master lies
waiting for you

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