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This episode, 'Love on the Altar', is a poetic and atmospheric spoken-word piece exploring love as a mystical guardian and divine rider. The host, Psyche, guides the audience through a desert landscape of emotions and spirituality.
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Browse era →The moon is riding low tonight, hung crooked in the sky. Like a sheriff with a shattered badge who still keeps watch on high. I felt your shadow saddle bootsteps on my bones.
A holy yellow riding in to claim what's been your own.
Oh love, you drift like smoke through chapels made of sand. You guard my soul without low hands. You cut the night in half and whisper low. Child, I'm the fire in your shadow.
Gross gospel rising, dust, winds crying. Guide me home through deserts cracked and wide. My divine rider at my side.
The vulture circle prophecy. Their wings beat like a drum. Echoes of the cold you build where neon visions come. Your love don't speak in tender lines. It speaks in storms and flames.
In lightning that remembers me in thunder, chanting my name. Write the fault line. Break the veil. Call my spirit out of hell. Brand my heart with your starborn vow. You are my
guardian and you're my guardian. Ooh
love. You walk the borders where dead suns sleep. You hum their hands when the night grows deep. You tilt your head and fade oy sight rise. I'll clear your ways. Ghost,
gospel shining, cosmos aligning. Lead me on through ru and dust and dream. My unseen sheriff of the unseen.
Ever I should fall to fear or lose my trail again. I'll listen for your whispered boots ringing in the bones beneath the wind. For love like yours don't fade or
falter. It rides eternal fierce and wide and stays a step behind my shadow.
Forever gardening. Forever.
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