Perseid (Wish You Were Here)
Are we so foolish to think that here in the dark that we are not God's themselves?
Medusa lies with her head detached at the foot of the sky. Veil parted, giving way to meteors streaming blue and gold across the infinite black. Death embraces us all in our own times, and the night sky bares witness to mortal secrecy. Wishes uttered in whispers too soft for the harsh of day.
We stare into realm eternal. Flawless upon timeless dust, stretched forth at the foot of our feet, we can feel the loving light of the supernal Goddess.
They say this is a curse by creation. For a man to use Adam's rib as a hiding place. I became a woman in your mystical consciousn...