Written May 5, 2020

on the trellis
of the mind
drips perfume
free of fire
fetid dust 
it wafts
with pure 
wonder

rich entities
stop serving
aqueous syrup
to the masses

search in
burnt turrets
stoop low
in long 
meadows
cast not
the shadow
that leads 
to the devil

Journey © Safira Schiowitz