The 7th Seal

[the Draç]

El-Kronos, Sabonis, to reach for the rim.

Death at your front door, let the complicated games begin.

To release all doubt, and to avoid all sin.

The Alpha and Omega, the finish line, the win.

The Djinn, the Serpent, the Kingú that rises.

Ones that wear masks, under different disguises.

The Queen, her curves, in the palm of her hand, the pearl.

She comes the next morning, and says, "We're having a girl!"

Cyclone like mind, the thoughts that whirl.

Nothing that is fake, everything that's real.

To continue to chill, or hold em' to their word.

The Vulture that rises, the one constellation, the bird.

[the Draç]

Thanks Wolf!!!

[Mystic Wolf]

I love this and especially the graphic of Death at the front door. Beautiful!