Wednesday, May 21, 2008
RETRIBUTION
In light of Moon
On Moor and Sea
In Land of Mortal
And Land of Immortality
I Shall in Power Invincible Be
Across the Roads
Upon the Waves
I Shall Gather
Vast Wealth
And I shall Not Stop
Till I am Mistress of
Both My Own and His House as well
For by Heart Right with His Passing
I Inherit His Own
So I shall take it and all
He Knew as Dear
And Make it My Heart’s Own.
This is my retribution
To wipe his name from
The earth, and from the lips of those
That held him once to their hearts near.”
On Moor and Sea
In Land of Mortal
And Land of Immortality
I Shall in Power Invincible Be
Across the Roads
Upon the Waves
I Shall Gather
Vast Wealth
And I shall Not Stop
Till I am Mistress of
Both My Own and His House as well
For by Heart Right with His Passing
I Inherit His Own
So I shall take it and all
He Knew as Dear
And Make it My Heart’s Own.
This is my retribution
To wipe his name from
The earth, and from the lips of those
That held him once to their hearts near.”
"Wondrous is love, when returned in kind, deepest passion is seen at the time when two hearts agree to wed in eternal bond, such was the day when the Goddess of Life and Love, married us and tied us together with a golden bond."
But it would seem that ev'n a bond of a Goddess supreme can be broken by a heart of a Black Dream.
"As smooth and as sleekly fast as two stones skipped in a toss by a God do the skies we cross, My Husband, aye or so I thought, what does a heart black know of love, and marriage and all that accompanies that? A Pilot, aboard his ship, a tail dragger, fitting more fitting then than I could have foretold and I aboard ship of same, holding a twin yoke, , after my inherited fame, and aboard such a vessel sped on with the slight whisper of a breeze, gifted by a Goddess who wed us, we speed to the land where we would reside in cottage first, learning the sweet ecstasies of love, passion and desire, and then I eventually learn he speaks no truth of them at all. Tis fitting we sail to a land of beauty where the colors are as brilliant as the waterfalls allow. For our love burns like no other fire, as brilliant as the colors of the land to which we aspire, how was I to know it was a blaze omen meant to warn soon of sear to a heart? There in this cottage, we did find sometime to explore the sacred gifted mystery of each other in love eternally, but there is no eternity when a heart runs foul, and there is no hope when the reason to the consummation of it all is stripped away from all, all love, all meaning that I had found, stripped away with the vanishing of a lying Black Heart. So now I am but a broken winged dove, unable to fly – heart frozen and unable to love. “
But it would seem that ev'n a bond of a Goddess supreme can be broken by a heart of a Black Dream.
"As smooth and as sleekly fast as two stones skipped in a toss by a God do the skies we cross, My Husband, aye or so I thought, what does a heart black know of love, and marriage and all that accompanies that? A Pilot, aboard his ship, a tail dragger, fitting more fitting then than I could have foretold and I aboard ship of same, holding a twin yoke, , after my inherited fame, and aboard such a vessel sped on with the slight whisper of a breeze, gifted by a Goddess who wed us, we speed to the land where we would reside in cottage first, learning the sweet ecstasies of love, passion and desire, and then I eventually learn he speaks no truth of them at all. Tis fitting we sail to a land of beauty where the colors are as brilliant as the waterfalls allow. For our love burns like no other fire, as brilliant as the colors of the land to which we aspire, how was I to know it was a blaze omen meant to warn soon of sear to a heart? There in this cottage, we did find sometime to explore the sacred gifted mystery of each other in love eternally, but there is no eternity when a heart runs foul, and there is no hope when the reason to the consummation of it all is stripped away from all, all love, all meaning that I had found, stripped away with the vanishing of a lying Black Heart. So now I am but a broken winged dove, unable to fly – heart frozen and unable to love. “
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