Lilith Awakening by M Wilson

That cursed red sphere slides into the waiting hips
Of the distant horizon
Fire into earth conceiving stars
She pauses
Caught between a gasp and a sigh
Unseeing eyes catching the dying thrust
Of an angry god
Movement deep within stone
The unholy child stirs within a granite womb
Sinking light, dawning night
Wings poised to strike against the bars of paradise
Crumbling around her
A cry, a rush of wind and water
She is reborn into darkness

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