True poetry forms when the mind, heart, and soul find perfect harmony.
Joing together in the dance that never ends.
The white marble of the sea
Spun around in elegant spirals
Whispers longingly to me
Of journeys through the isles
Alas its life is now long gone
And now it sings to me its song
Reminding me of where it lived
All those years ago
I look upon the raging sky
Twisting, swirling, weeping
Covering the land in its blanket of endless gray
Cracking its wips of pure energy
And striking down the mightiest of trees
The boom sounding throughout the echo of eternity
Mighty is the raging sky
That brings the Earth to it’s knees
For without this raging sky
The world would cease to be
The fire of life burns brightly
Flaring, flickering, jumping about
Shining through the darkest pit
Showing the way
Another Flame,
Fading
Flickering
Dieing
Sadness
Greif
Crying
Sorrow
A spark
A flare
A jump
A new flame leaping to life
Comfort
A kiss
Laughter
The celebration of new life
Where music drifts down soaring halls
Where a rainbow of jewels adorn the walls
Where crystals spray in water falls
In the palace of Sarea
Where laughter rings out like a bell
Where coins glint up from a wishing well
Where the evil one both reigned and fell
In the palace of Sarea
Where awesome dragons learn to fly
Where rider's reach to touch the sky
Where the great beasts then return to die
In the palace of Sarea
Texte: Sarah Sackett
Lektorat: Sarah Sackett
Tag der Veröffentlichung: 18.09.2015
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