Keith

Mezquita Twilight

A keyhole

An arch

A shaft of light

From several gods

Points the way.

Crimson and white

Wash your hands

Embrace the shade

She offers

The scent of lemons 

Grenadine and musk

And her skin

Her breath

Bronze and mint.

Kneel and pray

Face the east

Face your fate

You can't turn away.

Beneath these stones

You'll lie forever

Under a world you built

For a world you can't understand.

Be still.

Be as one.

Hush.

Salam.

Comments1

  • Teddy.15

    A very beautiful vision here Keith, love the way it begins, a superb piece of observation. 💖

    • Keith

      Thank you so much for your very kind words, Teddy.



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