Reading between the lines
Messages hidden on sight
Understood by only the wise
The ones who possess the eye
A mixture of different times
Knowledge to be combined
Flowing and allowing to rise
Unlocking within the mind
Views that can never hide
Rabbit hole right deep inside
Arrows that are dipped on fire
A sword that can deeply slice
Almost when you’re at nine
Transition is the next prize
The twin flame’s holy child
Creator’s mirror and pride
The present is the only time
Memories are showing light
Detached and remain untied
Wings remain ready to fly.
Raven Archer.
RAVEN ARCHER 