Whispers carrying one’s soul

Approaching heaven on high
Sweeping early mourn sky

Spirit of black and of red
Angel of Mercy unsaid

Carrying forth with each sin
Sheol pit from within

Red sheen soaring aglow
Superseding flight of the crow

Cardinal appearing to thee
Proselytizing from thy tree

Opening up of one’s mind
Wearisome of what to find

Questioning every bid
Answers deeply hid

Opening up of one’s heart
Fears tearing apart

Warmth harboring console
Whispers carrying one’s soul




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