The Glacial Rider of Judgment Day

Rising from unseen fathoms, the creature hums with trapped cosmos,
Its drums echo through bone and tide, tolling like a sealed tomb.
With each pulse, time is wrapped in ice, oceans stiffen into mirrors,
holding pain at bay until the heart is ready to beat again.

✨I’m redesigning my Judgment Day series from 2015,
this time through a lens of spiritual healing.

✨Frozen states aren’t destruction, they are protection.
When overwhelm is too great, we freeze energy to cope.
What couldn’t move becomes a frozen pocket of time inside us,
until we’re ready to move again.