The sons love

I pleaded for mercy in the depths of ignorance.
Wounded potential,
vulnerable innocence.
A voice of transcendance spoke onto me.
Unlearn your delusion
and forget thy time.
For I have tasted the kings nectar of compassion,
And with ease I please the heart.
Gather your tools immortal seeker,
Grow and gain your unruly wisdoms.
And like the sages before you,
With salve healed souls.
You too will breathe the ashes of rebirth.


And so it is, just like they.
The suns love will dry my scars gold. And in the presence of thy rose,
My truth remains untold.


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