The Split Above the Tree
Where a Soul Chooses to Shine
By LUCCIAN LAYTHPublished about an hour ago • 1 min read
↼☈☇◬◆●
Cornered—precise chaos.
Fall—
I am there.
Under the tree,
the third heaven split:
light above,
your eyes below—
hell at rest.
A quarter moon
snared in a branch—
given.
A soul—
chooses:
to shine,
not burn.
About the Creator
LUCCIAN LAYTH
L.LUCCIAN is a writer, poet and philosopher who delves into the unseen. He produces metaphysical contemplation that delineates the line between thinking and living. Inever write to tellsomethingaboutlife,but silences aremyway ofhearing it.
Keep reading
More stories from LUCCIAN LAYTH and writers in Poets and other communities.
Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.