Zadius Sky
The Living Force
I wrote this poem back in the summer of 2004, and I'd like share it with you.
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Mystical Night
In a dream, one will
see none will come
to me standing so still
while I am hearing that hum
on this mystical night,
a night so cold and so dark
while that single blue light
shining on me with such a spark.
In a dream, one will
see a few who will stand
by to watch me ascending so still,
higher and above the sand
on this mystical night,
a night so warm and so bright
while that single blue light
consuming me with such a might.
In a dream, one will
see many who will scream
at me as I hover so still,
wishing this was a dream
on this mystical night,
a night so hot and so dim
while that single blue light
taking me beyond the outer rim.
In a dream, one will
see countless who will weep
for my departure this night,
a night when no one will be asleep.
----
Mystical Night
In a dream, one will
see none will come
to me standing so still
while I am hearing that hum
on this mystical night,
a night so cold and so dark
while that single blue light
shining on me with such a spark.
In a dream, one will
see a few who will stand
by to watch me ascending so still,
higher and above the sand
on this mystical night,
a night so warm and so bright
while that single blue light
consuming me with such a might.
In a dream, one will
see many who will scream
at me as I hover so still,
wishing this was a dream
on this mystical night,
a night so hot and so dim
while that single blue light
taking me beyond the outer rim.
In a dream, one will
see countless who will weep
for my departure this night,
a night when no one will be asleep.