sunken place

WORDS:

in the briny deep, a legion of horses they rode. and waves were their abode.

in some distance land; histories ago, by the horizon of their growth; the platoons uprooted

ruthless seeds.

in the land of the decay, plagues of rot arrived, the multitude deracinate.

in the exodus, the gathering didn’t concede to age.

in the season of rage, passion painted the horizon as change.

in the valley overlooking the mountain that coexist, faith was the nexus that moved it.

in the aridity of the desert place, an upswelling arose; becoming the oasis.

in the voyage pass the border of the sun, and in its stillness, basked in its rays.

and laboured wildflowers in the rain.

in the crossing of the fearful places, in the walk, they found courage in the midst of agility.

in the autumn, some lose their colour, yes.

what did they become? when the seasons dominion comes?

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