Superstition

A landscape appearance, not too far but a meeting of impossible possibility

Not contradictory, it’s all about God’s plan for Creativity

A thin line like a sword’s edge

Only differentiating two orbital cage

One might be Immortal while another is mortal

From Mortal I belong and you are also giving hats off to mortals having the guts to challenge immortal

Instantly, a blank dark sheet floated over my head

There and then full of lightning vibing around I’m sitting upon my bed

Twinkling like stars which is in reality all signs of having scar

A star, only the sparkle of that headed film

There could be more but it’s today’s night theme.