Against the rose petals my broken mind lay

Between the ribs of the cold metal my soul sways

As I sail

I sail faraway

Against the currents of the fiercest storm

I am leading myself to the place I belong

Through hell and heaven

Through the seven gates of every constellation

There is a little place where I’ll meet myself

Unchained and boundless

A place where God rests


Artwork by: Henry Golden Dearth