Heaven sent angels to earth to grace us humans,
Eternal beauty to gaze upon...
Night is a time of peacefulness, and harmony.
Day is sunshine, pleasant and sunny, but nights...
And it was said
that in the Elder Days...
I hold a crown floating
in shadow of dark longing...
I hold a key gleaming
before a door of silvered hue...
High in Towers dark
where Orb and wand weave...
Will you call to me
when the last times fall...
Will you call to me
in the sun burnished landscape...
As you turn and trap me in the lidded gaze
of eyes torn to a cold and searing rage...
I stoop my head in wonder
As your cool radiance lances my being...
Everyday I sit here quietly
Wondering, why I've been silenced...
The fear of winter darkness sits quietly
the fireflies ceases to move...