Glorious Abode

Puffing black clouds high,
Akin a choked dragon. Tall,
Blinking speck in sky.

Rising temple’s spire.
Pristinely white as divine.
Abode of Shiva.

We are Vikings – brave.
Our ships sail high tides and waves,
Water swirling drains.

Curling trails of blue,
Weaving together new worlds,
Hitherto unknown.

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