In Visit of Elsewhere

Forlorn, I tread forsaken of benevolence and lost to the sympathy of grace. By turn, each day, longer the next, yet still in missing of you.

Supine, in reflection of heaven, I cast eternal my body to the stars. I give not myself to death, but breathe in sanctity of peace and drift endless the plains of elsewhere.

As comes each moment, idle by darkling hour, I know not shadow, but walk amidst light – Sweet, these floral pastures, in purge of crimson, while washed in tides of green …

In visit of Elsewhere is exclusive to Lion Hearts members only! To read this work in its entirety please go to and login! If you are not yet a member, please register, it takes only seconds to join and is completely FREE! Membership comes with full access to exclusive content, such as podcasts, interviews and essays.

This entry was posted in Uncategorized and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s