Legend of:The Cyclopean Spirits of Malta [Poetic Mythos] Now For At any time Atmosphere

Manufactured by giants of former, with

(Who gave us start?)

All to appease our Mother Earth,



Goddess of all

Illustrations or shots--rituals of Purification

one.

"It is the blood of the monks," their

Spirits are alive..."

[The Spirits retain in mind]



Daring they stand, on the sands of

Malta--by the Mediterranean

[The Cyclopean Temples of Malta

5200 BC]

Can be witnessed on the transform stand--

Soaked and moistened, warm blood

And the shiv shankaran nair email monks cried, as their blood flowed,

And they died...

3.

The Temples

Mom Earth

Goddess

Sacrifices

Dotted with shiv shankaran nair linkedin statues and temples of stone

Indistinct at twilight

Oracle

This is the primitive cyclopean

Neolithic period of time...

And the two spirits nonetheless dwell

At Ggantija's Temple

('...burn up them with the blood')

From the branches of the tree of daily lifetime,

Her offshoots spring

Constrained Model, to fifty [fifty] signed and

Numbered copies by the writer:



two.

They are all under, in the sands and stones,

Darkened by the temple shadows



Are reflecting shiv preyan shanker photos--

"Sprinkle rams blood on them--

Location them on the alter...!"



Wherever, each solitary early morning...

Just right right before dawn

Roofed more than, like a dome

Sacrifices with burnt bones...

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(The citizens cried)

4.

The inhabitants could not put out

The turbulent fire



Slabs on slabs, shrines significant

The spirits remember

Interior gigantic-walls

The Oracle was termed on to intercede,

To give guidance

Statuettes, carvings, alters

(Some have in no way died]

Cyclopean architecture--



Plastered and painted with blood

The farmer, the fisherman, the village,

Even the spirits of the useless

"Seize them!" was a voice afar--

"Whirl them aloft..."

"We want to die tonight," whispered



Tarxien to Mnajdra

No one certain could ascertain out why the blood

From the improve hardly ever dried

The Spirits

The Spill, that the Mom Goddess

Cast upon them was sturdy

five.

But the residue of their spirit was continue on to

Properly and alive...

Even the beauties--the women have not



Still left, with superb faces and breasts



She speaks, Mother Earth, Goddess

Of Fertility, to all everyday lifetime