Levitate inwards. Recite the psalms
Incantations of spirits, rise
Dissolving into the night forever
Distant bells ring aloud
Moonshine creeps down past the church spires.
Their shadow flickers and waves
A wind shakes the trees
They look like skeletons lurching upon the skies canvas.
Shifting clouds obstruct the moonlight
Contrasting sepia candle from down the in darkness.
Reaching out closer and closer
Engulfing all into white shrouded realms
Cold silence outward
Reaches the steps of where we want to climb,
Nothing is distinguished
Except the patterns in our hearts all broken up
And observed wrong,
Viewers search for bodies of light or figures
Drawing in ‘the out of frame’
Viewers search for colliding waves on this ocean of sound
Someone heard nothing….
Viewers search for logical ways in a world where nothing’s pure
No soul is sacred…
Propose to the wind
Enthroned it beckons
Recite the psalms. Levitate inwards
Trevor James & Alec Wildey
December 10, 2012