is a mystic poet
born a vessel
to be time filled
with wine words...
a common clay
struck infused
with raw word
ripening qualities...
clay phoneix born
baked in rebirth
fierce flames to burn
to red soul spark ashes...
a vast sheath soul skin
stretching to be filled
with new wine words
love tears shed waters...
Terence George Craddock (Shadows Of Light)
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
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