SUMMONS TO THE ABSTRACT
Summon to dreams
Dearest Summoner,
Some days your dreams will speak to you in a language hidden in the quiver of your heart, and an anxiousness so strong that it binds you to act on it as if it’s your dutiful part.
You will feel a blissful yet nevertheless dull glow, unsure if you must do something about it or perhaps just bask in it till what remains is an abandoned show.
Your dreams will speak to you on a day so calm, with a sky so blue above you, when your heart stays relaxing in your body, with your mind not threatening you with thoughts mushy and cloudy…
summon to courage
Dearest Summoner,
There is no vengeful god, there aren’t bodies littering your path, reaching out with their hands full of rot, to hold you down, to not let you pass. There’s only you and the enemy that is yourself.
There’s only your own jagged teeth sinking into your strong flesh, only your unrelenting hands stretching your strength, only your tired mind travelling averse, only your caring heart pained with a curse.
There isn’t any ugly that doesn’t seep out through the mud you battle within with, there isn’t any beauty tainted if not…
summon to Tenderness
Dearest Summoner,
Something scary comes into being when the mind becomes tired and surrenders to the fear that appears too grim. When it starts seeing through eyes anxious, deeming the reality to be an opposition coming to warn it;
When it becomes a creature skeptic, desperate to be freed, but having no place that welcomes it.
When it finds no one caring to share the dangers grown, no protectors preventing incoming foul, only its lonesome existence, that must bring the dark merciless skies, floating above…
©
Raevenora