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A private chronicle
A private chronicle
A simple leather bound pocket book tied closed with a long woven strip of spidersilk.
Thursday, 28 April 2016
(Song overheard on a warm summer's midnight)


Deep in my womb lies a child asleep
seek me, my love, beyond vast skies afar
Deep in my heart my love's tokens I keep
for my spirit awaits thee, within a blue star

Once in the darkwood I found a dry well
seek me, my love, beyond vast skies afar
I offered bright silvers, like wishes they fell
for my spirit awaits thee, within a blue star

And once by the ocean's moon-flowing swells
seek me, my love, beyond vast skies afar
I found a glistening, hollow shell
for my spirit awaits thee, within a blue star

High on the mountainside I'll build a shrine
seek me, my love, beyond vast skies afar
No songs shall I sing there, no candle shall shine
for my spirit awaits thee, within a blue star

Beside the shrine's door I'll dig a dry well
seek me, my love, beyond vast skies afar
And I'll lay on the altar the hollow shell
for my spirit awaits thee, within a blue star

And I'll never pray that our child might awake
seek me, my love, beyond vast skies afar
Nor plead for a new love my heart's tokens to take
for my spirit awaits thee, within a blue star


I'll wait by the shrine's door beneath the white moon
seek me, my love, beyond vast skies afar
and pray that your spirit might join with mine soon
for my spirit awaits thee, within a blue star




Brielle Erawind posted @ 18:30 - Link - comments
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