I cannot stop listening to this song since it has been released. It's so beautiful. Yet another magical work by the talented Ed Sheeran which brings tears to my eyes everytime I hear it. :')

Ed Sheeran - Photograph (Acoustic Version)

The Way You Can (Alternate Version)

Explores Jung's Shadow Creativity—how confronting dark, rejected aspects of self becomes fuel for artistic expression. In "the basement jazz club of my psyche," the shadow transforms from enemy to creative collaborator. Rejected thoughts, rage, despair, and monster-dreams become poetic ingredients, proving that wholeness requires integrating darkness. The core Jungian insight: authentic art emerges when we "let our shadows hold the pen"—creativity deepens when we stop censoring our psychological underground and allow light and darkness to collaborate in making "art's perfect mongrels." From my upcoming book Breakfast with Jung" Chapter 2 The Shadow.

Dark Muse   (Lyrics)

Ink-black feathers unfurl in my ribcage
A raven's heart where mine should be
In the basement jazz club of my psyche
Where shadows jam with silenced songs
My dark muse waits at a corner table
Ink dripping from her fingertips like night
She deals inspiration like tarot cards
Each verse a small apocalypse
While creativity bleeds black butterflies
That leave prophecy-stains on reality
We brew poems in grandmother's cast iron pot
Seasoned with secrets, spiced with shame
Every rejected thought becomes an ingredient
Rage boils down to ruby droplets
Despair crystallizes into salt
Even my monster-dreams find their form
Transforming terror into terrible beauty
While the pot hums ancient melodies
Now we collaborate in candlelight
Her shadow-fingers laced through mine
Each stanza a confessional booth
Where sin becomes sacrament
Grammar breaks its bones and heals
Into shapes we never knew it could hold
In the margins, roses bloom with thorns intact
Beauty refuses to apologize for its edges
Together we birth art's perfect mongrels
Half-prophecy, half-nightmare
Every line another tightrope walk
Between what's proper and what's real
Watch how darkness learns to illuminate
While light bends toward mystery
This is how we make our peace
Creating children that both sides will claim
My dark muse smiles, closes her journal
The poems we've made belong to neither
But crawl between us like shared secrets
Their wings still wet with midnight ink
Some truths can only be written
When we let our shadows hold the pen
While conscience sleeps, and art runs wild
Through dream-fields ripe with possibility

by Stephen Francis Hollins

Dark Muse

Ghost in My Own Skin

“This Vessel” by KAT is not a song about withdrawal, it’s about return.

A return to the inner stillness that doesn’t need to justify, perform, or prove.
It is the sound of standing quietly in one’s own light, of being the vessel, not the explanation.

Soft ambient textures and warm vocals hold space for silence itself,
each tone a heartbeat, each pause a breath of presence.

This is where expression becomes essence.
Where the voice stops explaining - and starts being.

* updated HD remaster: clearer, deeper sound

This Vessel

Holy You is a raw, emotional rock track about guilt, faith, and the imbalance of love.
Distorted guitars and deep male vocals drive a story of devotion turned to self-destruction.
Part of Nyca Void’s R-Line, where humanity bleeds through the noise.

Holy You

Written by Melissa Hill, copyright 2026

Lured down from my skyward perch,
gold cloak about my thighs.
This man entices shadowed pleas,
demanding greedy sighs.

For eons mortals worshiped me,
the Goddess of the Dawn.
But now he bends me to his need,
the bindings tautly drawn.

Here draped across a shrouded bed,
with bated breath I wait.
As calloused hands do rove and dip,
I’m dinner, not the bait.

A primal urge to claim what’s his,
one taste and he’s undone.
Velvet ties stretch, as I now writhe 
and we have just begun.

His fiendish tongue devours me,
no mercy to be shown.
In pleasure’s grip, I loose his name,
a throaty carnal moan.

He once was called the Winter King,
for frost was all he knew.
Now fervid shutters melt through ice,
and sinews flare anew.

Cresting waves on weakened sighs,
I’m flipped so I’m astride.
This feral beast pressed flush to me,
is taunting me to ride.

Playful brushes tease far past gone, 
spine arched, we rock and quake.
The creature I keep buried deep,
with ceding thrall, I wake.

Gripping tight, restraints are shredded,
these claws seek flesh to score.
With frenzied heat we spark and burn,
to crash forevermore.

Our silhouette strikes memory,
of long ago embrace.
Each iteration found us here,
with fingers interlaced.

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🥀Love Looms

Look past the pomp of Heaven’s radiant orb, 
Beyond the stars that gird Orion’s waist; 
My alms of love no sceptre shall encurb 
But spring's a silent tear verily embraced. 
I pray thee, yield thy hand to my design, 
And let this Waybread succour every grief; 
With tender palm, I’ll knit thy soul to mine, 
And in this poultice find a sweet relief. 
Each breath that stirs my velvet lace doth pray 
'Twill distil heaven’s song in twilight’s dew; 
That astral tides may wash thy griefs away, 
And wellsprings of my soul restore thee true. 
For as the stars vail low upon the bloom, 
Love weaves fond unity within one loom x 

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© All lyrics are original works by Jaylee Reign and form part of a living treasury of poetic story in devotion to her Skyseed Community. Audio generated via Suno, held in stewardship by Skyseed for communal reflection and listening.

Mother's Nature Sonnet_ Love Looms

Photograph - Ed Sheeran (LYRICS)
Loving can hurt
Loving can hurt sometimes
But it's the only thing that I know
When it gets hard
You know it can get hard sometimes
It is the only thing that makes us feel alive

We keep this love in a photograph
We made these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing
Hearts are never broken
Times forever frozen still

So you can keep me
Inside the pocket
Of your ripped jeans
Holdin' me closer
'Til our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone
Wait for me to come home

Loving can heal
Loving can mend your soul
And it's the only thing that I know (know)
I swear it will get easier
Remember that with every piece of ya
And it's the only thing we take with us when we die

We keep this love in this photograph
We made these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing
Our hearts were never broken
Times forever frozen still

So you can keep me
Inside the pocket
Of your ripped jeans
Holdin' me closer
'Til our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone

And if you hurt me
That's OK, baby, only words bleed
Inside these pages you just hold me
And I won't ever let you go

Wait for me to come home [4x]

Oh you can fit me
Inside the necklace you got when you were 16
Next to your heartbeat
Where I should be
Keep it deep within your soul

And if you hurt me
Well, that's OK, baby, only words bleed
Inside these pages you just hold me
And I won't ever let you go

When I'm away
I will remember how you kissed me
Under the lamppost
Back on 6th street
Hearing you whisper through the phone,
"Wait for me to come home."


Ed Sheeran - Photograph (Konut Edit)

In Search Of The Lost Sound

For every child who listens to the wind, and every parent who carries the lantern of grace...

Hello, I’m Jaylee, founding curator of the Skyseed Community, mother of two sensitive and resilient grown children, poetess of fairytale and rhyme, and a retired early years mentor who has carried her childhood dreams into living maturity. My heart’s work is to support parents and caregivers in meeting the challenges of today’s world with emotional stewardship, and grace.
It is a dream of mine to shape a living curriculum of emotional inquiry; a gentle framework of nursery songs and fairytale narrations to nurture belonging in children and rekindle the lantern light within us all. May your own stories drift far & dream deep. Thank you for walking beside me as I take my first steps.

Mother's Nature Sonnet_ Love Looms

Jaylee Reign, Lantern Verse for the Child Within

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