Traveler

(collab of Bliss and Prophet)


Stuck in The Darkness,
I Fell In A Hole
Then Began to Feel Comfortable There
Lost, Alone, With No One but My Thoughts

Sinister the darkness my thoughts tread on ground
Unsound
Steady
Onward the path in steps osteir

Climbing Up I Resurface,
In These Dark Woods of Tales Of Yore,
The Ancient Boughs Bend Way
Marking a Path To Follow

Trails blazed by giants if not in size their
Nature so very extra pure
A zenith A preceding a precedent
Past down the way golden

Their fallen leave behind lost relics and bones,
That appear as Giant stones, jutting out of the Earth.
When these relics are gathered together in a circle,
A ritual zone of protection is cast

A dimension enfolds
Crevices are marked
Wax Ashe Candles
Entwine the magic
Bruja prowess among us
Pushes us forward up and
In between
Like Mayans turning into animals
We transform

She shows you the way,
And tells you of the countless times
That you've been there before
Only when waking
you forget the reality of Dreamworld
The Mystical power
of her gravitational pull
takes effect
She Draws you into the motions
of The Ritual of The Ages

A queen with a stature the color of pure driven snow
Drives the desires to fascinate
Create
Reunite
With the
Light

She teaches you the Ritual of Life
Together, you Invoke The Second Coming
Of Love And Light Into The World
And with one flick of Her wrist,
She takes all the twisted parts of Reality,
And Sets it all Straight, In One Swift Motion

In glimmers then flashes
The benefits of the encompassing
Light draws on inspired moments
Stringing the cosmos uniting
All life into one of the brightest
Stars in the starfield
You happen to be staring at
Right now