
From the sky’s great hall
He calls. Hot breath descending
To the earth becomes
Glamour, hiding the meaning
Of the ancient truths he’s seen.

From the sky’s great hall
He calls. Hot breath descending
To the earth becomes
Glamour, hiding the meaning
Of the ancient truths he’s seen.
Wowza, great lines to go with a stunning photo.
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