Oedipus

Testo:

© rootshell
my fingers trace
what was never named
sacred line
where the blood is framed
roots run deep
in the garden sealed
the serpent sleeps
never revealed

the boundary bends
the connection blends

i drink from the well
that gave me breath
these ancient lines
wrap me in her veil

crown of thorns
in a nursery rhyme
the eye of God
devouring time
perfume lingers
in the sacred air
chasing the warmth
a forbidden prayer

the boundary bends
the connection blends

i drink from the well
that gave me breath
these ancient lines
wrap me in her veil