Miura Music

jwhhobbs22
Jan 10, 2025
1 min read

What Gods

And Souls there are

In quiet contemplation

No rest

A pace turned to

horror from beauty

and frigid desire once more

Humanity wars

with its own rest

The instant and the infinite.

A poem written listening to ‘Guts’, a song from the 1989 Berserk series. Dedicated to the creators, and the hauntingly beautiful work of Kentaro Miura.

By J.W.H Hobbs.

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