The Persian Forest’s River

There’s this river of sound

Running through my veins

A cataclysmic energy

A raging violent volcano

Causing a mega tsunami

Of tainted emotion

My silhouette of songs

From the golden era of

Rock ‘n’ Roll

Cascading colours across the stage

Emblazoning technicolour strobe lights

Luminous and silver costumes

And music videos transcending

Time

Eclipsing the paralleled universes

As time reminisces

This ancient Persian masked dance

Where it takes me back

To galloping across the strains of sand

Hiding from the moonlit palace

The stars whisper their scriptures

Along forgotten corridors

Stored in ancient galaxies

I can feel your hands

In a forgotten era

Of woodland and windy trees

I don’t need to be standing beside you

To sense your sacred soul

Splitting lateral to fragmented seconds

Evolutionising from ape

To caveman

To warrior

Bring it back Poseidon

With your gigantic trident

Aphrodite’s sprinting

Through the chariots of

Rhythm

Why so many souls and

So many lives

To bring me back round

Here again

Longing for that one friend’s

Forgiveness

Stride on through Mercury’s

Pace

And Jupiter’s power

To soldier this process

Sing from my soul

Without the strength of the drums

I’d be lost

In the oracle

Of the oceanic ethereal dream