Balancing worlds

20 July 2014

Blue light, palpable

A beam cutting through the night

Plays in my mind’s eye

Uncover the other side

Whispers my twin from within

 

Darkness engulfs light

Scent of magnolia fills me

As the moon stands still

Riding free no starry night

Compares with the lightless void

 

A willow weeps so

Arms cast in desolation

Around its slight frame

Weep not willow, time will come

When arms will lift in glory

 

Golden dawn rises

Blind to the weepers below

Tainted orange glows

From greed will you stay free?

Gold oil and silver are three

 

Sun’s splendor now blinds

Even the mightiest eye

As darkness dispelled sits low

Balancing worlds I fight not

The best archer stills the bow