The big black bird
fell on her, a boulder
she stood her ground, fearless
as his darkness came upon her
It pierced her right through
like an arrow into a pillow
Of that misdeed was born
a new!: Quetzalcoatl.
Destiny Poets
Uniting and celebrating the best "Writers" and "Poetry" from around the world centred out of Destiny Church Wakefield
Very gnostic indeed.
Thank you, Louis!