And the mirror cracked

17 July 2012

Sun setting high in realms of darkness

With moon in silver coat would collide

A coach with frothing horses to harness

On a lonely road would quiver and glide

∞

Unseen strings bind a carriage so bleak

In eerie symphony of an unknown pace

Melody to spur fear in a heart so weak

A requiem of the most uncanny grace

∞

Look a look wasted in the face of glory

With withered wings that sun do dart

And as would fate then unfold the story

Of an empty shell that soul would part

∞

Onward journey to the edge of unreal

Where lightning tamed slowly wanders

And the mirror cracked so as to conceal

The burgeoning of oncoming wonders