Whirlpool sky lights

Two whirlpool sky lights in the orange sea of space,

Eyes that comb through the mists,

That sound like home.

No conditions, there never were

On her day-lit fire sculpted sand,

No conditions on earth or heaven,

Just chained up in a purple box

Away from your milky way’s,

I am.

Heartbreak, yes,(but do not be in grief, do not say sorry,)

But if there is a red sun for you

In the heavy rain of the night,

The moon shadow canvas will be calm.

Hidden in the catacombs of the

Ravenous Raven,

Light is driving like a maddening dream,

And nothing else can escape,

A vacuum,

yet do not despair,

There were never any conditions for

Your smile

Or your pain,

But moon shadow canvas is locked in the Raven catacombs again,

Away from your skylights

That is why home sounds so far away.