Cut- Up: (December,2021)

The rebirth of red Planets in dead galaxies: Nature is breeding Fresh flowered communion. Its warm blood runs wild And free through the veins of time. The black dogs of war, And psychotic deceivers, Are now drowning in Crystal blue seas & oceans Of pure consciousness. Crude sinners escape, Christ-like, from the dark, dreary Prisons of selfhood. Modern prophets are drawing Vital energies, From ancient, dust covered texts. Angels sprout from bones In the miraculous dawn. Dreams are descending Like sumptuous flakes of snow. Across this wasteland Which is being replenished.