Journeys of deception

Scattered memories on crimson tides float by, Washing over me like the fires of old Taste the foreigner’s blood on Mayan gold Ignite my beliefs of immortal beings Kukulcan just smile, grin on misguided imbecile A mind,s journey into obscurity ventured My compass now lost to eternity Through fiery portals we go unto netherworlds of deceptiveness I reach the icy summit Lay on thawed beds, while ice lilies dance in winds that silently whisper: The avalanche cometh……