Monday, October 26, 2009

WWW III: Ember in a Dark Shroud

Words from the Whispering Woods: III

This was a piece I wrote five years ago. It occurred when I looked up at the sky, and it appeared that something in the sky was on fire. It was just the sun being partially obscured by a cloud, but it inspired me to write this.


"EMBER IN A DARK SHROUD"
April 2004

For only a moment
I could swear
That the sun,
Ruler of the day,
Had slain the moon,
Ruler of the night,
And taken over his kingdom.

I stood on a hill
And watched the blue clouds part,
For only a moment,
And reveal a shimmering orange;
An ember in a dark shroud.

For only a moment
I could swear
That the skies,
Guardians of the earth,
Were consumed by flames,
Guardians of hell,
So they might live with their brothers:
The stars.

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