Poem ‘Orb Worship’

We all have seasons in the sun – including the earth and civilisations. As above – so below. Orb Even the shite shines golden, You can see why the Druids were beholden And the pyramids were hewn From those beads of sweat and The swastika shrugged Lest we forget The worshipping of this eternal orbContinue reading “Poem ‘Orb Worship’”