And, Rising
And, rising, bless the Cimmerian shade of nightWith cupped snowflake-skin flowing, bathed in sultry rebirthPraise the darkness that impregnated your essence with light.Now permeated with scent of ashes, grasp with mightthe memories of a child once holy in its innocence of mirthAnd, rising, bless the Cimmerian shade of night.And gaze raptly, effervescent, drunk with flight –into the Neverwere of existence that soured your birthPraise the darkness that impregnated your essence with light.When young, you were all-ignorance – in lack of sorrow, brightSmote the mocking fruit of knowledge: caress with stable blaze the earthAnd, rising, bless the Cimmerian shade of night.With scars that unfurl like ribbons of wings you will alightEntwine your luminescence with those unmarred before the curse –Praise the darkness that impregnated your essence with light.You misconstrued the pain that seared, but now you fightNo longer complacent, idle –embrace the warrior death brought forthAnd, rising, bless the Cimmerian shade of night –Praise the darkness that impregnated your essence with light.*Cimmerian Shade is a phrase I found that was based on the superstition in Greece that there had been a different people who lieved in a city called Cimeria found in a misty forest... a perpetually dark and mysterious place. The phrase became synonymous with Obscurity =DI made up the word Neverwere... it seemed appropriate here... lol.





Of course I totally love this!! I love your new word, I thought it was a good balance for the rythym. And I love how you soooo know what you are talking about, drawing a picture almost of how you have changed. Its just wonderful!!!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Jana, I really appreciate it. =]
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