Looms

ears adjacent to the wishing well
splashing rays of sun fill the hour
knights and armor with motions that cast a spell
feelings cook, coagulate, and sour,
captions beaming with wisdom
his cries are leading me back to his day of baptism;
our patterns of strain and the inevitable schism
rapture entrenched in swirling winds of commotion
you think a sounding note and a piano will seal this devotion?

looks like he pulled down the shade of dark clouds,
to help you reach out and say hello to the moon!
hearing the faint sounds of transportation
patiently waiting the clock tower tics and tics
gripping the point and its pieces break and break
rising fears, rising tensions, the medium arrives
its time to disassemble this monster's intention
etched on stone it tells an old story
these warriors they fought phalanx and heart

smash through the blocks let's see what lives on the other side
unseen journey's deserve our attention
we climb and we find what inhabits it,
derides and glides just short of pride.
if we find out what fuels this perhaps we can get through this?
removing the rock reveals what's hidden
victory will find us just stay for a while
a volcano lies dormant until the heat makes a home
jettison these thoughts lets escape this terrordome!