Pulsing auroras, or: Child claps

My 1st Catena rondo Child claps hands at age-old fable Pulsing auroras glimmer bright Silent abyss-eyes consume light Child claps hands at age-old fable Pulsing auroras glimmer bright Faint swish with it brings eerie chill Sentinels sleep against their will Pulsing auroras glimmer bright Faint swish with it brings eerie chill Faithfully, distant church bells… Continue reading Pulsing auroras, or: Child claps