0 thoughts on “Haiku #15”

    1. The winds of time scatter
      remnants of once stout souls,
      and the dogma of man
      usurps the great I Am,
      as the bards of theology
      dance in the spotlight of the stage,
      expounding hypnotic chants
      and breaking the back of Truth.

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