Looking up toward the sky,
Thinking of how she came to die.
"The Promised Land seems so far away,
Might that your children ascend unto you,
We do not wish to stay."
Gazing down toward the sent,
Feeling the pain of a tearful remnant.
"Do not cry,
It is the way of things that she had to die."
"Her power was great,
But her time was gone.
And From her dusk,
Came our dawn."
"Please don't be sad,
Your children know what to do.
The Reunion is not so far away,
We so long to be with you."
Descending unto dear advent child,
Sorrowfully rendered meek and mild.
"Her journey here may have ended thus,
But her strength shall remain always in us."
Holding from behind in winged embrace,
Gripping his heart and caressing his face.
"How truly powerful is her seed,
Just look how strong we grew.
Though she has joined the Lifestream now,
Mother's mnemonic legacy lives on within you."
Great swathes of crimson ripping
Through forests of glass
Shattering comfort in waves
Of dripping liquid loathing
An ocean pulling
A veritable riptide
That surge beneath my surface
Remnants of a long dead self
Forgotten words, dance through my mind.
The wolf turns and waved. Hi Chris.
Whats going on? I asked.
Were moving the furniture that was damaged from the explosion of the magic book for new one.
Oh yea... That book. Chris said discontentedly, shivering from what the book had done to him. That book still scares me.
Im kidding. Boltro said to make Chris feel better. Well he wont be age regressing you anymore. Its long gone.
Good. Chris said and takes another slurp from his slushy.
What do you see in me
That you care to know more of?
I am just your shadow hanging on the wall.
Do you care that I am
Nothing of your precious light?
So I am simply that which is not what you are.
What do you care that I
Could be something so much more?
To you I just seem a sinister darkness
The blood of ancestors
Is all that you care to see.
You can not see in me that which could shine brightly.