Phoenix Boulay updated her cover photo.
Wow seriously, thank you, my Dark Muse, for the healing..I see why painters and poets and writers have muses. Not just for inspiration, but as catalyst, to go down to the depths, to help them retrieve their lost souls, from a prior life.
It is in the rescue, recognition, reunion of sorts, that the long held darkness, that had clung for centuries, invading an otherwise pure, if battered soul, could finally be released…freed, in a sense. And it goes kicking and screaming, lashing out and wailing..off to plunder elsewhere..
The vessel, she’s an exhausted sage, contemplating this bizarre rage…feeling lighter as it passes out of her, demons tremble at the sound of wings aflutter.. they flee at last, as Angels invoked now rush in.
The moon shines brightly, revealing illusion, madness, and new life, budding yet dormant in the frigid wind’s chill. The silent reflection of the distant sun beams in nocturnal projection, yearning to illuminate and warmly embrace all blessed beings.
Soon, assures the moon. Now rest, heal, be. Change is in the wind, you’ll see!
(C) LNPB 2.8.2020