Then he is the hurricane whose ancient tongue invokes the rain and elemental speech that emerged from the flood when kindness born of pain turned longing to blood calling forth the storm spasms of lightning. He is desire unspoken red skies lit the ripped clothes strewn on the floor. My rush of force primordial karmic need damages all structures built on layers of doubt vast indecisive quagmires thunder rumbles hungry smelted from the umbridge cast from shadows of life in the underworld bred in uncontainable wildfire that burned, crashed ends
Vennie Kocsis
@VennieKocsis · 0:39
Arya. Wow. You so brilliantly used the elements of Earth to describe human essence and all of that and the language you chose and the way it flowed is the deep richness of this piece. For me. I gained visuals and listened to it more than once. It's beautiful. And I love this so much. Bravo
Arya Sunyata
@theheartdrive · 1:03
Thank you so much for listening. Benny, that's really interesting feedback. I love the way you felt and read that. That's just wow. Wow. Yeah, I love elemental imagery. It's so evocative. And I've always loved weaving in the universal macro with the intimate personal micro and kind of blurring the lines in terms of where they meet. Thank you so much for listening to this. I'm flatter you've listened to it more than once. Amazing