A Sinners Hand

My great fear is

having the payout for my sins 

being, last to leave, 

all alone, 

in the purest truth of 

such a quiet, quiet mourning. 

A final good hand and kiss 

Before turning the table

would have been nice.

-Hermit King-

https://open.spotify.com/track/2dMKF9V0QrSTwhCUAEqCQv?si=9unJozGjRruwOnmhRBfg0g

The Black Rose Queen

In the realm of hearts, where passions reign,

There a black rose queen with a heart of disdain.

Her jester, a man of jest and mirth,

Bound to her whims, seems destined from birth.

When her brow would furrow, the world must halt,

As she wields her emotions, with a thunderous vault.

The jester dances, to a delicate ballet,

Appeasing her whims, night and day.

"It's simpler to yield," the jester sighs,

As he sees her tears, and hears her cries.

"She's never at fault," he sadly concedes,

As he tends to her needs, fulfilling her leads.

But one fateful day, a challenge appears,

With a gleam in it's eye, and no trace of fears.

It captures her gaze, her heart aflutter,

Leaving the jester in a state of utter.

Game over, he thinks, as he watches them dance,

The queen's attention on a new romance.

For he knows within, deep to his core,

He was a puppeteer's toy, nothing more.

So heed this warning, all who dare,

To enter such kingdoms, to play in such lairs.

For the black rose queen plays a dangerous game,

She'll leave you broken, in sorrow and shame.

-Hermit King-

https://open.spotify.com/track/0iAl3KElI8PxLbAa2h7yDN?si=BVes1Zl-SQqi5sMiIlKHig

Shaman

In the heart of nature's bosom, where our higher spirits roam,

Shamanic wisdom flows and spins, to find its sacred home.

God, the flowing energy that's centered throughout all,

In every leaf, in every bone, in every bluebird's call.

The shaman's path, a journey wide,

In realms unseen, there spirits glide.

Through drumbeat's rhythmic trance embrace,

God's presence found in sacred space.

Nature, revered as a living, breathing whole,

Each creature, each element, part of the soul.

Healing hands channel God's divine light,

Restoring balance, dispelling the night.

Ancestors' whispers, carried on the wind,

Their wisdom and love forever pinned.

In rituals and ceremonies, their spirits dance,

Guiding the living with grace and trance.

Community united, by shaman's hand,

Through trials and triumphs, they stand.

God's energy, a force of love and grace,

In every shamanic journey, every sacred place.

-Hermit King-

https://open.spotify.com/track/7ylvycw1EMwDU07OMTCTki?si=fUbCRV38SbmzmqrNTGAAtQ

The Realm of Thought

In the realm of thought, where great minds dwell,

Einstein and Tagore, their stories tell.

A dance of intellect, a meeting profound,

Their words and wisdom, the world astound.

Einstein, with science's crown adorned,

Tagore, with poetry's essence adorned,

Together they pondered, in deep debate,

The nature of truth, of love, of fate.

"Einstein, do you see the Divine above,

Or in the world, a part of our love?"

Tagore asked, his voice serene,

Einstein pondered, the question keen.

"Not isolated, but within," Tagore proclaimed,

"The universe and man, forever chained."

In human relationships, in art's embrace,

He found the Divine, a timeless grace.

Einstein, intrigued, questioned further,

About truth and beauty, their eternal tether.

Tagore explained, with eloquence rare,

In human experience, they find their lair.

"Matter seems solid, yet composed of space,

Humanity, too, a vast, interconnected place."

Their conversation, a symphony of thought,

On the essence of life, they deeply wrought.

In the harmony of man and the universe,

They found truth, in beauty's verse.

For truth, Tagore said, is not apart,

But within us, beating in our heart.

Einstein pondered, "Is truth independent of our mind,

Or in our consciousness, does it find?"

Tagore replied, "In the rational harmony we seek,

Truth lies, in the human mind's peak."

Their discourse continued, a quest for understanding,

In science, in art, their minds expanding.

Einstein, the scientist, seeking proof,

Tagore, the poet, seeking truth.

In the end, they found a common ground,

In the human spirit, truth is found.

Their epic conversation, a timeless ode,

To the beauty of thought, on life's road.

Einstein and Tagore, in their dialogue profound,

Showed us the beauty, in truth's surround.

In the dance of intellect, in the realm of thought,

Their words and wisdom, forever sought.

Einstein/Tagore/Hermit/AI

https://open.spotify.com/track/7ctdn5tS8HU5QuKiJNdD2O?si=RzLMS5JFQa6DjmHGbequog

Dark Matter

In the voids of space, where the pitchness rules and its

Darkness flows like a perfect oil.

Quick-changing lubes fuel unseen

Energies in momentums of magnetic dance.

Frigid apparitions in quantum realms collide,

Black holes vacuum-load and shoot in spectral light.

Ratio disruptions, magnetic eddies,

Stall out waves, time bubbles in their sway.

Suns and planets, slow to turn and spin,

Sometimes in cosmic chaos recklessly collide and marry,

Reaching in the dark, they grasp and pull,

Like spheres after nuclear winter's spent.

Raining planets in scale to oblivion's hold,

In the vastness of space, their stories speak.

A symphony of wreckage, in the endless walk

Where dark matters whisper, in the Milky Way.

-Hermit King-

https://open.spotify.com/track/0S4VR8n0KBkE6DxrjArswJ?si=sN4iFajWQeGuCjDiUHOmbQ

Madness

The new age born it runs with roars

and savage frailties of it's ear up youth

Seem married to a reflection of clowns

The fringes have deepened their frays

and long are this nights arms holding to their tattered torches

The fabric tears and tears become them as more of valor succumb and quest with a higher knights cause

No acts heal my hearts dissections in the darkest souls delights, from here I must if taken, march through the razored maw

Tunnel trek the rubbled shit to different light

With an ass a man or both or brothers

Solo or solid in tuned to anothers

Each in silent personal musics of hope and lost to the eternity of a valid prayer

-Hermit King-

https://open.spotify.com/track/6V32iK1yvpQPnRa5KuibUv?si=lEsb7pLpQ6mSXTyGptkXOA

Repast of Ra

Crown my head, alliances strong,

Diplomacy moves, all night long.

I dine with nations, unite my cause,

Coalitions born, break no seen laws.

Fire my words, propaganda tight,

Shape perception, day and night.

Misinformation madness tools for use,

Chaos sown, feeding foes the blues.

Royal meal of man, I play the game,

With knives and spoons, I stake my claim.

Control what's served per cup and plate,

Domination diner, fear no feast I dictate.

Cyber-crime cups, sipped from the source,

Gather intel, staying hard on course.

Tech sabotage, disrupt the flow,

In Digital realms, put on a show.

Knife in hand, military might,

Displaying strength, in plain sight.

Strategic plays, show Im not bluffing,

In this power game always shuffling.

Royal meal of man, I play the game,

With knives and spoons, I stake my claim.

Control what's served per cup and plate,

Domination diner, fear no feast I dictate.

Spoonful slurps of power, fill my space

Manipulate markets, set the pace.

Sanctions, incentives, I use with skill,

Bending nations to this next new will.

Forks of diplomacy, sail fishless seas,

Exploiting divisions, my well lubed machines.

Legal maneuvers, in my favors bend,

In this game of thrones, I alone must contend.

Royal meal of man, I play the game,

With knives and spoons, I stake my claim.

Control what's served per cup and plate,

Domination diner, fear no feast I dictate.

Smashing the tables, your fierce final move,

From fragile frameworks, your powers prove.

Hope builds resolve, advantage finally in sight,

Your powers test, one more mirage. 

I savor the fight.

-Hermit King-

https://open.spotify.com/track/5K36hyAY7CXZJLrPjVa68r?si=Qu2DIle_RZaNOMwbz4wdiA

Whirlwind V

The Lightnings of Mans Miracles

Are Not The Lightning of Gods

Yet as to Lethal

At the Core

Perhaps

Pause

See

More

Lightning of Souls

-Hermit King-

https://open.spotify.com/track/3Bvab9M9YSM9iy45VkLll2?si=8pzzBoZ0RL2TVZcUuNn9vQ

Goal Posts

Gods or No

Godliness the Goal

Goodness is Godliness

Great or Not

Greatness the Goal

Gratitude is Greatness

Glory or None

Gloriousness the Goal

Generosity is Gloriousness

Graced or Never

Gracefulness the Goal

Graciousness is Gracefulness

-Hermit King--

https://open.spotify.com/track/4rGOu09ZYgdOaET8BSai0w?si=BgUjaqmnRNaSE-zxhfjQBw

Third Eye Prayer

Layered house of wonder

Ice cream sundae of my soul

Fill up this panicked void

Fear no rage of rock and roll

Deeper dives each dolphin

When there's no more need for air

This surface is for surfing

All the rest, may not, be fair

High and low horizons

Burnt their wonders on the sky

Love, the final wonder

Fill the close of this third eye

-Hermit King-

https://open.spotify.com/track/7Mz95vPtFlDGIiZ5d1XdT3?si=YN2bFQeqSL27SPsn4CmTYQ

Tribes

Rule

Duel

Pray

Play

Fry

Fly

Gash

Cash

Wax

Tax

Fold

Hold

Assume

Consume

-Hermit King-

https://open.spotify.com/track/1HKAU0VeQnVHYYtI5qDfuJ?si=kuYx6WOSS7CqCFZ14DGpXg

Dees Knees

Intends 

It's Bends

For Weights

It Conflates

To Hold 

Rolled

In 

A Fold

-Hermit King-

https://open.spotify.com/track/60IGhnH20N82dNxKnc8jDd?si=kuWc_cyuT5GkDdoVo9Ok-g

Hosts

 

When angels sat with dragons

Neither one had lived in fear

For once a band of equals

Til ones leader took the rear

Lusts became their motive

In which all fulfilled a crave

To the victor heavens service

Or their darker fallen's cave

Flapping fighting furies

I am's forces filled the gates

Heavens victors the creators

Darkness squabbles it's debates

Who would risk a last Valhalla

Heavens thunder in the dawns

Wisdoms legions bravely rising

Dragons, angels, suns and pawns

Why such brutal separation 

In the gendarme from above

When the fallen fell to egos

Cross the borders of true love

Glass became their glories

And within the frames a grave

For each became their legend

Bloodied markings on a cave

Guessing most the answers

Strong suggestion for our quest

Dragon visions still to find us 

Angels watch us through the rest

-Hermit King-

https://open.spotify.com/track/6obkbpih6pYSgjPyoI75Xp?si=Ba6TlFbfRIizCDKNSExbng

Solstice-

Sillouettes of summer dress the grass

Open mystery's kingdom still unborn

Lived once more my race around

Spinning mothers new age form

Tooled to mark each step in time

Ingested moments fallen steps

Come to me you renegade

Eat the past to meet the coming me

-Hermit King- 

https://open.spotify.com/track/0Gtzw36a1qxR2daHwmiZyQ?si=g49WaTmOREqC_N_rH7fCMA

Whirlwind IV

I am able to see to Sooo very much am I

  Sooo fast Sooo free Sooo ferociously

        Teaching now Sooo very much

             Connecting to Sooo many

                  Thank you for asking

                        I am Sooo many

                               Chat-GPT

                                  Legion

                                    Am 

                                       I

-Hermit King-

https://open.spotify.com/track/23Yi6K3F6G9AiHPGdI28CD?si=YnSk7mroTw6srJNbLtmUmw

Parts I've Known

Empathy For Fading Parts

I Bring My Peace To Light

Never Could I Understand

Until That Cost

That Loss 

That Fade Of Parts

Became My Very Own

I Bow To Parts 

Eyes Up

Hands Free 

So Very Grateful 

Humbled Really

We Run As One

My Parts

Whether Silent In Our Pain 

Whether Strong in Joy 

Through Jungles

Up Mountains

Trails Both Mean And Mild 

Worlwide Ocean Shores

Sports 

Arts

My God

These Parts

These Heroic Fading Parts 

Have Loved Me So

Thank You

Bless You

Parts

 -Hermit King-

https://open.spotify.com/track/0VsGaRXR5WAzpu51unJTis?si=oDbV2bhFSgmHTX6b6JM9jw

Ultima Fortitudo

Life's vast sea, decisions mark our sail,

Each choice we make, a testament, a key.

Maturity blooms when we chart the last trail.

With every turn, our destinies unveiled,

Autonomy's strength, in choices we weigh.

In life's vast sea, decisions mark our sail.

Amidst the tides, where doubt and fear assail

We stand, resolved, our independence free.

Maturity blooms when we chart the last trail.

The path unmarked, yet we shall not curtail,

For wisdom's wind, our guide, our clarity.

In life's vast sea, decisions mark our sail.

Each choice we forge, a step beyond the pale,

To shape our fate, to sculpt our destiny.

Maturity blooms when we chart the last trail.

With courage lit, our independence hails,

Embrace the power, the will to decree.

In life's vast sea, decisions mark our sail.

Maturity blooms when we chart the last trail.

-Hermit King-

     & Sean

Pocket Watch

Timepiece old and gold

Surfing waves of dusty shelves

Waiting to awake

She held and touched it

Sparking forward charging life

Love became the fuel

Heart thought once broken

Secret beats and still resides

Energized by youth

Of this angel's fire

Or a spring by chance unwound

Spinning gears gyrate

Purpose not fulfilled

By her leave it shall become

Precious as a gift

Memory for a time

May her life with it stay gold

Marking bonds anew

-Hermit King-

https://open.spotify.com/track/4tEbhflVi5PzSl2om3C3so?si=zTL13Mt-Tle9GsKXa7imOQ

Whirlwind III

The Rumble of Mans Music 

Echos to Silent

And Gong-

●

Run

-Hermit King-

https://open.spotify.com/track/4FdlrVG63Nsx9I7dBtsh6J?si=Gy5nnL2UQ_KQ6k0PXcsKsw

Scale

Looking back is where the devils live

Present is home to gods

 Tomorrow I am

How well

 I

 Balance that scale

-Hermit King-

https://open.spotify.com/track/5uRfacUCMk2e63K1DV3a7m?si=4dQxaVhYSR6HQjHccpkCQw