ലൈബ്രറി
പ്രൊഫൈൽ
Archangel
Archangel
2 mins
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Ground road silver
Unfold the wings of the Archangel
To the indestructible uniform
I hide the stars
Uproot the soul of the earth
With white eyes that hide
The light ……….
I am born
Without touch
Body to body
In the silent
Invocations when the Sun
Meets the day in Victory hours
In the afternoon tide
People collect the memory of friends
They fill life
Stay in the country of things
Ground road silver
Unfold the wings of the Archangel
Unknown seasons with golden swords and cries
from fiery hands and lips
I give my name to those who sleep
Eternal motionless and sanctified
