In The Wind.... Poem by Eric Cockrell

In The Wind....



darkness and light,
thunder and growl.
souls on the altar,
wings on the ground.
death and desire,
naked and hungry.
prayers spoken by eyes,
tears shed by hands.
Abraxas, broken windows,
both sun and the night.
murder and compassion,
theft and sacrifice.
clocks stopped by fire,
graves opened left bare.
snowfall in august,
bare trees mourn in wait.
and the voices, still the voices,
faces wearing names.
hands desperate grasping,
footprints left in the wind!

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'the bird fights its way out of the egg. the egg is the world. we who would be born must first destroy a world. the bird flies to god. that god's name is Abraxas.' Hermann Hesse
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