mystery

 
I pray thee a moment
betwixt two worlds I am cursed
inside my mind's eye watching

a mystery to unfold
three birds waited for the sun to fall
inky aberration spelling truths

behold the vision
a specter of faith
whittling away the day
in the scrying rain scream

sullen silence moved to compassion speaks
saying child hush
Sires time then moves on
let it run back slowly
until sped up derails

on the alter of sacrifice give of yourself
it needs be times three
sinister stirrings in their greedy hour bleed

I am of no importance
just a messenger chanting at midnight
until the sun keeping up with the moon succumbs

the temptation too great
finds us all squatters