what began the oil-slew

"

the turtle crawls above with flames contained on his back

he carries us gracefully

through stormy weather's

onwards to a new light

and a new day

dawn summons his

arrival and rabbits

hop while birds

sing and cheer

so tread careful

else the wind

carry us all

away - gods storm

only comes to those

waiting. so just

don't turn your skull

into a prison -

keep moving onwards.

the birds are demons only when we need them, but lose our self in desperation.

our nature is

habitual

the calm is here

don't call upon the

storm. listen to chirping birds senselessly