The Moon Is Bleeding,
by J. W. Cassandra
The Moon is bleeding since, one wounded Her:
Her magic was stolen, forever broken.
The Sun is bleeding since, one wounded Him:
His resplendent body is driven through by a sword.
The star is bleeding since, one wounded Her:
The Eternal Law is now but, profaned.
The heart is bleeding since, one wounded it:
A brother ran it through, it’ll no more revive…
Ointment is for the wound the silver moonlight,
Ointment is for the wound the beaming sunlight,
Ointment is for the wound the glowing starlight,
Ointment is for the heart the gentle heart,
Ointment is for the soul the soul-law:
You came to this world as ointment for all…
31/03. 2020., by J. W. Cassandra
Amazing work!