Field of Flowers

Broken melancholic heart,
A cold lonely form,
A crying child.
The once warm embrace is gone,
Replaced with a cold emptiness,
That cannot be undone.
No longer does the faraway light shine.
Gone, the darkness takes its place.
Will the memories fade?
Will what was left behind turn to dust?
Your voice has rusted away,
A lost fragment of time,
Scatters upon the wind.
Where is it that you are?
What shall happen next?
Silent prayers,
A childish wish.
Pieces of a time long gone,
Gather for one last time.
A hope for tomorrow,
A distant dream.
Gone are the days of innocence,
The moments of childish curiosity,
Of wonder and joy.
Only the memories remain,
Of those precious days.
Broken melancholic heart,
A cold lonely form,
A crying child.
Will the memories fade?
Will what was left behind turn to dust?
What will remain of the you of yesterday?
Flowers bloom and wilt,
Their remains scatter upon the earth and wind.
A remnant of color, the petals dance upon the breeze.
Your voice has rusted away,
Your face is slowly fading,
Lost fragments of time,
That I desperately hold onto.
An elegy, a quiet requiem,
A gentle breeze, warm sunlight.
The once warm embrace is gone,
Replaced with a cold emptiness,
That cannot be undone.
No longer does the faraway light shine.
Gone, the darkness takes its place.
Where is it that you are?
What shall happen next?
Silent prayers,
A childish wish.
Pieces of a time long gone,
Gather for one last time.
A hope for tomorrow,
A distant dream.
Broken melancholic heart,
A cold lonely form,
A crying child.
Gone are the days of innocence,
The moments of childish curiosity,
Of wonder and joy.
Only the memories remain,
Of those precious days.
If only time could turn back,
If only.
Repeating, chanting,
A spell, a wish.
The once warm embrace is gone,
Replaced with a cold emptiness,
That cannot be undone.
Bent and broken,
Rusted and scarred.
The machines of war,
Lay scattered upon the lone field.
The scent of flames,
Of warm and unfeeling things.
The sound of distant whispers,
Of the weeping earth.
What will remain of the you of yesterday?
Flowers bloom and wilt,
Their remains scatter upon the earth and wind.
A remnant of color, the petals dance upon the breeze.
Your voice has rusted away,
Your face is slowly fading,
Lost fragments of time,
That I desperately hold onto.
An elegy, a quiet requiem,
A gentle breeze, warm sunlight.
Silent prayers,
A childish wish.
Pieces of a time long gone,
Gather for one last time.
A hope for tomorrow,
A distant dream.
Only the memories remain,
Of those precious days.
Broken melancholic heart,
A cold lonely form,
An aching soul is crying.
The fragments break and scatter,
Upon the wind.
Will the memories fade?
Will what was left behind turn to dust?
What will remain of the you of yesterday?
If only time could turn back,
If only.
Repeating, chanting,
A spell, a wish.
If only…
Broken melancholic heart,
A cold lonely form,
The crying child,
The aching weeping soul is here.
Waiting for you,
Silently praying,
Wishing…
A hope for tomorrow,
A distant dream.
Bent and broken,
Rusted and scarred.
The machines of war,
Lay scattered upon the lone field.
Overgrown by flowers,
Colorfully dancing in the wind.
Though the once warm embrace is gone,
Those distant days of innocence.
This broken melancholic heart,
All alone within a field of flowers,
Is still waiting for you;

Alone, I'll Live On

Alone,
Among the countless memories.
The pieces of the past,
Ruins of a time long gone,
I continue on.
The life we had was taken away,
In just a blink of an eye.
Within the colors,
The fragments of memory,
Are parts of all of you,
The ones who gave me my wings.
Adorned in colors,
Painting the once lonely white,
In vibrant light.
I stand before the curse,
The repeating history,
I swore to help end.
Even if we are just particles of stardust,
In time’s great expanse,
Of this lonely vast universe.
I continue on,
Alone,
Among the countless memories.
The pieces of the past,
In ruins of a time long gone.
Hold me tight,
Gently swaddle me in warm light,
Within the memories we share.
Petals scatter,
The seeds fall and bloom again,
Even as the world is scarred by war.
Stars glow brightly as they die,
A brief moment of blinding light,
As they scatter life-giving dust.
I continue on,
Despite the pain.
The life we had was taken away,
In just a blink of an eye.
Within the colors,
The fragments of memory,
Are parts of all of you,
The ones who gave me my wings.
Adorned in colors,
Painting the once lonely white,
In vibrant light.
This once pathetic girl,
Become an angel,
A hope in a darkening world.
Even as the years,
The centuries pass by,
I continue on.
Even as I stand before the curse,
The repeating history,
I swore to help end.
Even if we are just particles of stardust,
In time’s great expanse,
Of this lonely vast universe.
Alone,
Among the countless memories.
The pieces of the past,
Ruins of a time long gone,
I continue on.
Your words,
Your memories,
Move me forward,
Even in times of hopelessness,
You give me strength.
Countless tears fall,
Pages, chapters of our story,
Repeat in my mind,
As I think of all of you.
Hold me tight,
Gently swaddle me in warm light,
Within the memories we share.
I’ll tear down this broken system,
This flawed dream, this future,
For the dream, the peace we once fought for.
Petals scatter,
As the seeds fall and bloom again,
Even as the world is scarred by war.
I continue on,
Despite the pain.
Stars glow brightly as they die,
A brief moment of blinding light,
As they scatter life-giving dust.
Even if we are just particles of stardust,
In time’s great expanse,
Of this lonely vast universe.
I’ll live on.
Alone,
Among the countless memories.
The pieces of the past,
Ruins of a time long gone,
I continue on.
The life we had was taken away,
In just a blink of an eye.
Within the colors,
The fragments of memory,
Are parts of all of you,
The ones who gave me my wings.
Adorned in colors,
Painting the once lonely white,
In vibrant light.
This once pathetic girl,
Become an angel,
A hope in a darkening world.
Even as the years,
The centuries pass by,
I live on.
An angle of light,
Born from the dream we shared,
The memories you gave me.
Even though you’re all gone,
Despite your death.
You are all still here,
My light,
My guiding star.
I stand before the curse,
The repeating tragedy,
We swore to end.
Even if we are just particles of stardust,
In time’s great expanse,
Of this lonely vast universe.
We once called this earth home,
This beautifully flawed world,
This earth you loved,
Is the place you all left behind.
Though alone,
Among the countless memories.
The pieces of the past,
Ruins of a time long gone,
I’ll live on for you.
For this world,
I’ll become its guardian angel,
For you and for me,
I’ll continue on;

Even as I Fall

I’m falling down, through the window.
I’m falling down, through the treetops.
Just where am I going? Where are you?
I’m falling down, far into the void of space.
That never-ending sky, full of stars.
Why aren’t you here?
I can’t find you anywhere, even as I fall.
You left behind only a sprig of mistletoe and a piece of snapdragon,
Wrapped with ivy and nightshade.
At the roots of the yew tree, the place we last met.
Cinnamon and cedar, bunches of heliotrope and orange blooms.
Cannot heal what you have broken.
I’m falling down, through the window.
Onto a bed of hawthorn, birch, mahogany, and milkweed.
I cannot forgive, but I will let go.
As I weave a charm of juniper and fireweed.
Even as I’m falling down, far off into the sea of stars.
I will rise and I will burn bright again.
I will rise again;

Across the Worn Road, Beyond the Blue

Note: I wanted to post this along with some artwork to go along with this but it's been taking me longer than I would like to finish it. So the artwork will come later once I finish it. But Enjoy!

Lost in time,

Wandering within the wind,

Are the words you left behind.

Across the worn road,

Flowers bloom,

Silently expressing meanings,

Words that we could not say aloud.

Above, the sky expands beyond the blue,

Far into the endless night sky,

To the place where the stars watch above.

Forevermore, they burn till they return to stardust.

Forevermore, I am here below their gentle glow.

Lost in time,

Wandering within the wind,

Are the feelings you left me,

That linger on bittersweetly.

Life continues to bloom,

Despite its fragility,

Despite the things that seek to destroy it.

The cycle of life keeps going,

Forevermore, even as the world falls apart and returns to stardust.

Forevermore, I watch the world change.

Across the sea, past the endless changing scenery,

Across the worn old road,

Past the fading footprints,

Flowers bloom,

Silently expressing bottled up feelings.

Above, the sky expands beyond the blue,

Far into the endless night sky,

The kingdom of the stars.

Lost in time,

Deep in memory,

Wandering within the wind.

Are the things you left behind,

The lingering emotions,

Your bittersweet face,

Your once clear voice,

All the fragments of you,

From the place where you sleep,

Where you forever watch the world without me.

May these feathers of mine,

My countless thoughts,

The bottled-up feelings,

That I could not say aloud.

Someday reach you,

Even as the stars return to stardust.

Even across the worn road,

Flowers bloom.

Forevermore,

For eternity,

I am here,

Alone, flying in the blue sky without you.

Lost in the thoughts,

Deep in the memories,

Within the countless gifts and feelings,

You gave and left me.

Forevermore,

I pray that these feathers of mine,

My countless thoughts,

The once bottled-up feelings,

The once silent words,

The tears I cried,

Our bittersweet memories,

All that is me, every single part,

Someday reach you within the kingdom of the stars.

Even as forevermore,

Lost in time,

Wandering within the wind,

Are all the things we have left behind,

The love we forever hold,

The love we have,

My undying love for you;

Haunting Blue

Frozen light, haunting blue
In silence the ruins sleep,
Within the mirror of water
Rusted gears,
Broken mechanical parts.
Are swallowed in beds of green
The missing chapters,
Lost pages,
Turn to dust in the wind
A key of stars, the lock of time,
Hold the frozen memories,
In haunting blue

A Bebop La Lee, Come With Me

White tulips, a basket of thyme.
Oh, a bebop la-na na,
Come with me.
An old radio,
A field of golden wheat.
A gathering of orange blossoms,
Decorate the old truck.
Oh, a lee la oh de,
A bebop la-na na,
Come with me.
Rings of ivy,
The old store down the street.
Stacked rusted cans,
A worn-out slingshot.
Freesias and marigolds,
Tied with mistletoe ribbon.
Gathered and adorning the streets.
Static on the radio,
A bebop la-na lee.
White tulips, a basket of thyme.
Oh, a lee la oh de,
Come with me.
Penny candy,
Scent of cooking food.
A line of stalls,
A menagerie of people.
Painted faces,
Crowns of flowers and plastic.
Oh, a bebop la-na na,
A lee la oh de,
Come with me.
Oh, la lee lay,
Me ra lou la.
A gathering of orange blossoms,
Decorate the old truck.
Let’s take a ride.
The red static radio,
Is it broken or have you found something?
Oh, a lee la oh de,
A bebop la-na na,
Come with me.
Let’s wear masks of wood and paint,
Tied with buttercup string.
Don’t touch the thorns,
Don’t pluck the wilted roses.
White tulips, a basket of thyme.
Driving past a field of golden wheat.
Stacked rusted cans,
A worn-out slingshot.
Freesias and marigolds,
Tied with mistletoe ribbon.
Gathered and adorning the streets.
Colored dust,
Glittering fire sparks.
Shower everything in color.
Oh, a lee la oh de,
Come with me.
Penny candy,
Scent of cooking food.
The old store down the street.
Painted faces,
Crowns of flowers and plastic.
Hidden words,
Hidden lies.
Smile,
Laugh.
Don’t hide behind the plastic mask.
Oh, a bebop la-na na,
A lee la oh de,
Come with me.
Oh, la lee lay,
Me ra lou la.
La oh me ra de,
Let’s sing,
Alongside the old radio.
A gathering of orange blossoms,
White tulips, a basket of thyme.
Rings of ivy and buttercups.
Freesias and marigolds,
Tied with mistletoe ribbon.
No need for the field poppies,
Hold close the soft blue forget-me-nots.
Oh, a bebop la-na na,
Come with me.
A la, ra me rue na,
La la de, hello.
A rue ra la lay,
A lee la day.
The static is gone.
Bebop a la na me,
Hello again.
Cedarwood masks,
Adorned with red roses.
Holly and hawthorn.
Oh, a bebop la-na na,
Come with me.
Don’t consume the hemlock,
Avoid the wilted roses.
Come with me.
Oh, a bebop la-na na,
A lee la oh de,
A la, ra me rue na,
La la de, hello.
A rue ra la lay,
A lee la day.
White tulips, a basket of thyme.
Oh, a bebop la-na na,
Come with me.
Do you have the old red radio?
Past the fields of golden wheat,
In the old truck.
Oh, a bebop la-na na,
A la me you.
Will you stay with me?
Ree ra, la lay a de,
Hello, a lee la day,
Static, bebop oh le la day.
Tune the radio,
Bop a la, la la rue.
Sundew, peppermint, and sage.
Oh, a bebop la-na na,
Come with me.
Come with me;

Awaken/Sleep Niírr'sol'laä

Close your eyes,

Awaken.

Sleep forever,

A'fiinás eterrinyä

Dream,

Ea'öa'dïe na'fáyä

Close your eyes,

Sleep forever,

Sä'ailee na'fáyä

A'fiinás eterrinyä

Here I am,

Há'lóuse ií’äa

Ea'öa'dïe

Broken glass lies before me,

Your false world is broken.

Close your eyes,

Awaken.

Áë'niis

Fall,

Ai'rïce

Into the inner world,

An inner universe.

Fíï'eëll

Arise,

Arise and dream.

Fíï'eëll

In this abnormality,

This glitch,

You are no more.

The pieces are broken,

And have all rusted away.

Close your eyes,

Awaken.

Sleep forever,

Dream,

Ea'öa'dïe na'fáyä

Close your eyes,

Sä'ailee na'fáyä

A'fiinás eterrinyä

Here I am,

Há'lóuse ií’äa

Ea'öa'dïe

A false god,

A dream,

In your inner universe.

Fíï'eëll

Fíï'eëll na'fáyä

Close your eyes,

Sä'ailee

Broken glass lies before me,

Your false world is broken.

Break and fall,

A'fiinás eterrinyä

From the noise,

The broken world,

Ai'rïce

Here I stand.

Fíï'eëll ag'naä ni'rïce

Sä'ailee na'fáyä

Awaken,

Close your eyes.

Áë'niis

Niírr'sol'laä

Aö'né nea'öa'dïe

Sleep forever,

A'fiinás eterrinyä

Dream,

Ea'öa'dïe na'fáyä

Close your eyes,

Sleep forever,

Sä'ailee na'fáyä

A'fiinás eterrinyä

For eternity,

Rise.

Curse the fallen stars,

The countless lies.

The broken mirror lies before me,

Your false world is broken.

Break and fall,

A'fiinás eterrinyä

Na'fáyä

In this abnormality,

This glitch,

You are no more.

Éz'lú

The pieces are broken,

And have all rusted away.

Sä'ailee na'fáyä

Ií'ëná thäu'noi ai'ie'ya

Close your eyes,

Awaken.

Sleep forever,

A'fiinás eterrinyä

Dream,

Ea'öa'dïe na'fáyä

Close your eyes,

Sleep forever,

Sä'ailee na'fáyä 

A'fiinás eterrinyä

Here I am,

Há'lóuse ií’äa

Ea'öa'dïe

Sleep and awake,

Oh, broken soul.

Close your eyes,

Sleep forever,

Sä'ailee na'fáyä mi'yä'nii

Oh eternal/Tö'këir'ris soldier;

I Lived

I’m still here,
I’m still here to live.
Here I hope I stay,
Even if everyone else goes.
Here I hope to endure the fire,
Even if everything is left scarred.
I’m still here,
Until the end.
Through the pain and sorrow,
To the joys and laughs.
I’ve been to many places,
In stories of other worlds,
On the open roads.
Yet…
There is still so much to experience,
So much to see and hear.
I’m not at the end yet,
I’m not yet there.
But I’m still here,
Still here to live.
Here I hope I stay,
Even if everyone else runs away.
Here I hope to endure the fire,
Even if a flood comes crashing through,
To wash away the ashes.
Here I hope to stay,
To watch seeds grow.
I’m still here,
Until the end.
Through the pain and sorrow,
To the joys and laughs.
I’ve survived, I’m scarred,
Nearly broken but-
I’m still here to live,
To continue the story,
Yet…
I wish you could be there,
To see me shine brightly.
As I live my story,
As I reach the end.
For that single moment,
I wish you can hear me say,
“I lived.”

Hiraeth

I’m here,

I’m still here.

After the last chapter,

After I read the final words,

After the movie ends.

I feel bittersweet joy,

A longing I can’t explain.

In a world not mine own,

I saw things I never saw before,

I found new things,

I met people not real,

I experienced a life not mine own.

It was my escape,

It has been my escape,

It has been my wings,

It has set me free.

I’m here,

I’m still here.

Even after the chapters end,

Even after the goodbye,

I’m still here to live.

I have never touched the sky,

I have never fell in love,

Yet I have,

Yet I have touched the sky,

And fell in love within another world.

With the dreams, the stories,

That keep my broken heart together.

Tell me a story,

Show me a story,

Give me a story to tell.

For what else can I do,

For I’m here on the sidelines,

I can’t do what you do with my own hands,

But in my dreams, in another world,

I am free, I am a shining star in the sky.

Even after losing those I called friends,

Even after losing someone dear,

Family…

I’m here,

I’m still here.

After the last chapter,

After I read the final words,

After the movie ends.

Even after the stories end,

Even after the goodbye,

I’m still here to live.

To laugh and cry,

To feel joy and pain,

To dream and hope,

To hate and give up,

To win and lose,

To love and grieve,

To do it all again and again,

To write the chapters,

Of the story I’ll leave behind.

I’m here,

I’m still here.

Even as one story ends,

Even after your gone.

I’m still here to live,

Until the last chapter,

Until I close the book.

I’m here,

I’m still here.

After the last chapter,

After I read the final words,

After the movie ends.

I feel bittersweet joy,

A longing I can’t explain.

For things I can’t explain,

For something I can’t touch or sense,

For its there yet not.

It was here before you left,

Its still here now.

I’m still here,

To write the story,

To live…

I’m still here;

Before the End

“You once told me stories.”
“Of fairy tales, folktales, and legends.”
“Stories of heroes who defeat the forces of evil.”
“Of a prince rescuing the princess.”
“Of a girl who tamed a beast and lived.”
“Of the sad reality of this world.”
“The things I wanted to forget.”
“And the things I wanted to become.”
All alone beneath the night sky,
I stand before our childhood sanctuary,
A place safe and hidden from the cruel world.
Here now I stand,
As I pray to god above.
For a world where you can all be happy,
A world that could only come true in fairy tales,
In the stories we once loved.
I live now in those stories,
Of heroes and villains.
I live the true reality,
That was hidden by honeyed lies.
Why did I put my hope in fairy tales?
Stories full of only dreams, hope, and gentle lies.
For they are why I follow this path,
They are why I begged god to let me become a hero,
To follow the innocent dream of a child.
So with sword in hand and with hope in my flawed heart,
I blindly joined a war I wasn’t ready for.
Is my suffering,
Is this pain and regret I feel,
A price I must pay for my past mistakes?
Deep in an ancient forest,
All alone beneath the night sky,
I stand before our hidden haven,
Hoping, praying, wishing,
Begging to god,
To save this flawed yet beautiful world,
This world that you live in.
That wish I made, that dream I held on to,
Was born of a child, a lonely and sad girl,
Who wanted nothing more than to protect those she held dear.
Here now I stand,
As I pray to god above,
For a world where you can all be happy.
You once told me stories.
Of fairy tales, folktales, and legends.
Stories of heroes who defeat the forces of evil.
Of a prince rescuing the princess.
Of a girl who tamed a beast and lived.
Of the sad reality of this world.
The things I wanted to forget.
And the things I wanted to become.
I don’t want to forget those bittersweet memories,
I want to hear your voice again,
To see your smiling face again,
Just once more…
Alone I stand before childhood home,
Our sanctuary, our safe haven from the world,
Hidden away deep in a forest,
Where only forgotten live.
Here now I stand,
As I pray to god above.
For a world where you can all be happy,
A world that could only come true in fairy tales,
In the stories we once loved.
I now live those stories,
As I tear away the honeyed lies,
Burn away the false hopes and gentle lies,
All so I can keep my promise,
Our dream alive.
Just how long has it been since that day?
How long ago was it that we promised,
That we begged god to let us follow this once hopeful path.
The dreams and hopes born from the innocent hearts of two lonely children.
For you, I left with sword in hand and hope in my broken heart,
I foolishly joined a war I wasn’t ready for.
Please forgive me, please forgive this foolish girl.
Is this pain and regret I feel,
A price I must pay for my past mistakes,
For all those sins I have and will make?
All alone beneath the night sky,
I stand before our childhood sanctuary,
A place safe and hidden from the cruel world.
Here now I stand,
As I pray to god above.
For a world where you can all be happy,
A world that could only come true in fairy tales.
You once told me stories.
Of fairy tales, folktales, and legends.
Stories of heroes who defeat the forces of evil.
Of a prince rescuing the princess.
Of a girl who tamed a beast and lived.
Of the sad reality of this world.
The things I wanted to forget.
And the things I wanted to become.
I don’t want to forget those bittersweet memories,
I want to hear your voice again,
To see your smiling face again,
Just once more…
Why did I put my hope in fairy tales?
Stories full of only dreams, hope, and gentle lies.
For they are why I follow this path,
They are why I begged god to let me become a hero,
To follow the innocent dream of a child.
All I wanted was to be by your side,
To protect this beautiful broken world.
To protect you…
Please forgive me, god I beg you.
Tell me why I must suffer alone,
For why I couldn’t protect him in the end.
I this the price I must pay for my past mistakes?
Deep in an ancient forest,
All alone beneath the night sky,
I stand before our childhood sanctuary,
A place safe and hidden from the cruel world.
Here now I stand,
As I pray and beg to god above.
For a world where you could have been happy,
For a better world, a place where our dream came true.
For your soul to be able to gentle pass on,
For my memories of you to endure within my scared heart.
You once told me stories.
Of fairy tales, folktales, and legends.
Stories of heroes who defeat the forces of evil.
Of a prince rescuing the princess.
Of a girl who tamed a beast and lived.
Of the sad reality of this world.
The things I wanted to forget.
And the things I wanted to become.
You told me them to set my free,
To give me hope,
To give me a memory.
I don’t want to forget them,
To not forget you.
Hoping, praying, wishing,
Begging god,
To let me once more hear your voice again,
To see your smiling face again,
Just once more…
Just once more before…
Here I now stand,
Living the last story,
The last dream you gave me,
This story of our own making.
Yet like all stories it must now end,
So here I stand,
Here I beg god for one thing.
To not let this beautiful sad story to not be lost,
To not be lost or erased.
In the stories you once told me,
I now leave my final words,
My final dream, my final hope,
My final prayer before the end;

Forget-me-not

Forget-me-nots surround me,
While stinging Nettles,
The cursed Nightshade,
Beg me to sleep.
All I hold are Forget-me-nots,
Nothing else.
Only thoughts and silent prayers are left to give.
Along with fragile dreams,
A world within my mind.
Broken glass,
Lies all over,
Tangled in red string,
That holds up glass stars.
The books…
The flowers…
A single candle flame…
Are they even real?
Scattered paper,
Fragments of a record,
Stained with tears and pencil led.
The only clues to thoughts, to memories,
I was so close to losing.
Forget-me-nots surround me,
While stinging Nettles,
The cursed Nightshade,
Beg me to sleep.
The glass shards,
Appear cold and sharp like knifes of ice.
The candle with a single flame,
Feels so warm, so hot.
All I hold are Forget-me-nots,
A single candle,
With hands tied by red string,
Nothing else, no one else.
Only thoughts and silent prayers are left to give.
Along with fragile dreams,
A world within my mind.
A dream, a dream,
An escape, an escape,
My freedom, my cage,
My own little world.
Broken glass,
Lies all over,
Tangled in red string,
That holds up glass stars,
My glass star heart.
The books…
The flowers…
The starlit sky…
A single candle flame…
A silent prayer…
Are they even real?
Scattered paper,
Fragments of a record,
Blooming Forget-me-nots,
Stained with tears and pencil led.
The only clues to thoughts, to memories,
Far away emotions,
I was close to losing.
I’m forgetting,
I’m remembering.
I’m losing,
I’m gaining-
The last sparks of light,
Of gentle fragile light,
That burns like starlight.
Its bittersweet,
Its lonely,
In this place,
Only silence,
As I weave together the pieces,
The fragments of-
All I hold are Forget-me-nots,
A single candle,
With hands tied by red string,
Nothing else, no one else.
Only thoughts and silent prayers are left to give.
Along with fragile dreams,
A world within my mind.
It’s all changing,
The birds are flying away,
The past is the past forever.
Yet will love,
Be indomitable?
For that is one thing,
I know I wish for.
How long have I silently been begging,
Quietly whispering a wordless prayer.
My glass star heart…
The books…
The flowers…
The starlit sky…
A single candle flame…
A silent prayer…
Are they even real?
Scattered paper,
Fragments of a record,
Blooming Forget-me-nots,
Stained with tears and pencil led,
Bits of red from cuts made by Thorns.
The only clues to thoughts, to memories,
Far away emotions,
All I hold so dearly to my broken soul,
My glass heart,
That I was close to losing,
That life is trying to take from me.
All I hold are Forget-me-nots,
A single candle,
With hands tied by red string,
What else is there to give?
What else can I dream?
What else can I see?
Forget-me-nots surround me,
While stinging Nettles,
The cursed Nightshade,
Beg me to sleep.
But Ivy and Holly,
Hold me back.
Fire burns away,
To ash they slowly become.
As in their place grows Hawthorn and Yew.
Forget-me-nots all over,
Broken glass still lies scattered,
Among a forest of books,
With glass stars and red string,
My glass star heart.
Are they even real?
Will love,
Be indomitable?
Will my silent prayers,
Be answered?
Will I always remember?
This inner world,
This other place.
That other me,
Are they even real?
Forget-me-nots surround me,
As I forever silently weave,
Quietly existing in my little world,
Embraced by the Forget-me-nots;

Chapter Four: Spell of Intertwining

 “Tie me a knot of string, made with Holly and Ivy.”

“Give a gift of golden Wheat, with Basil and Thorn Apple.”

“The words of Freesia, the meaning of Edelweiss.”

“So silent, so quiet, so speak softly before them.”

“Before the lonely Yew, holding Cedar and Birch.”

“Wish well the spirits of Hawthorn.”

“Before you tie me a knot of string.”

“Made of Holly and Ivy, with Forget-me-nots.”

“For a spell, a wish to be forever intertwined.”

Tell me a story of ages past,

Speak to me a spell of Hawthorn and protection.

Sing to me, the voices of the forest.

The silent words of flowers,

Of the hidden spirits that walk among us.

In a field of golden Wheat,

Run, run, become the wind.

In the deep forests,

Sleep, sleep, become the earth.

A bed of Holly waits for you,

Beneath the Mistletoe.

Fire burns, fire takes,

Fire renews.

From the grey comes the green,

A new beginning.

So lonely I was,

Until you came.

From loneliness,

I learned to keep hold,

Of the fleeting moments,

That will someday be no more.

Avoid the Nightshade and Nettles,

The black Mulberry and Mandrake.

Follow the Great Maple, the Ivy,

The gentle Edelweiss and the Bitter Root.

In a field of golden Wheat,

Run, run, become the wind.

In the deep forests,

Sleep, sleep, become the earth.

A bed of Holly waits for you,

Beneath the Mistletoe.

Water flows and gives,

Its rage destroys,

Its calm gives life.

So cold is the white snow,

So tall the mountains are,

So close to the clouds above,

Yet so far.

Tell me a story of ages past,

Speak to me a spell of Hawthorn and protection.

Sing to me, the voices of the forest.

The silent words of flowers,

Of the hidden spirits that walk among us.

Don’t leave me,

Don’t go.

Let us be together forever,

Within the forgotten lands,

Among spirits of the past,

Intertwined together.

So lonely I was,

Until you came.

From loneliness,

I learned to keep hold,

Of the fleeting moments,

That will someday be no more.

Let us cast a spell,

To keep hold a while longer,

The time we have together.

So, tie me a knot of string, made with Holly and Ivy.

Give a gift of golden Wheat, with Basil and Thorn Apple.

The words of Freesia, the meaning of Edelweiss.

So silent, so quiet, so speak softly before them.

Before the lonely Yew, holding Cedar and Birch.

Wish well the spirits of Hawthorn.

Before you tie me a knot of string.

Made of Holly and Ivy, with Forget-me-nots.

For a spell, a wish to be forever intertwined.

Always, for eternity,

Even when apart.

Tell me a story of ages past,

Speak to me a spell of Hawthorn and protection.

Sing to me, the voices of the forest.

The silent words of flowers,

Of the hidden spirits that walk among us.

In a field of golden Wheat,

Run, run, become the wind.

In the deep forests,

Sleep, sleep, become the earth.

A bed of Holly waits for you,

Beneath the Mistletoe.

The wind blows,

So free, so gentle, so fierce.

The seeds scatter and spread,

Voices are caught in the wind.

Avoid the Nightshade and Nettles,

The black Mulberry and Mandrake.

Follow the Great Maple, the Ivy,

The gentle Edelweiss and the Bitter Root.

Don’t leave me,

Don’t go.

Let us be together forever,

Within the forgotten lands,

Among spirits of the past,

Intertwined together.

Tie me a knot of string, made with Holly and Ivy.

Give a gift of golden Wheat, with Basil and Thorn Apple.

The words of Freesia, the meaning of Edelweiss.

So silent, so quiet, so speak softly before them.

Before the lonely Yew, holding Cedar and Birch.

Wish well the spirits of Hawthorn.

Before you tie me a knot of string.

Made of Holly and Ivy, with Forget-me-nots.

For a spell, a wish to be forever intertwined.

Always, for eternity,

Even when apart.

Even as the world falls apart,

Even if all shall fade,

Tie me a knot of string,

For a spell to be forever intertwined.

To always be two that is one,

Hold me, hold me,

Don’t let go.

Don’t forget,

Don’t let go,

Tell me a story,

Tell me you love me;

To be Continued...

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To You

 To you,

I would give you everything.

To you,

I would give all that I am.

And all that I would ever be.

To you,

For you,

I will do anything,

To see you again.

So pale are the lilies,

So blue are the forget-me-nots.

So painfully lonely,

Is you not being here.

Tie a knot of string,

Kiss beneath the mistletoe,

Under a winter moon.

Speak a spell,

To stay forever here,

To never forget.

To you,

I would give everything.

To you,

I would give all that I am.

But where are you?

Where have you gone?

For you,

I would give my life.

For you,

I will become anything.

For you,

I’d even become the darkness,

For your light to shine.

So pale are the lilies,

So blue are the forget-me-nots.

So painfully lonely,

Is you not being here.

Tie a knot of string,

Kiss beneath the mistletoe,

Under a winter moon.

Speak a spell,

To stay forever here,

To never forget.

Weave a story,

Tell a tale for me,

For I want to hear your voice.

Hold me safe,

Hold me tight,

To feel your warmth,

Your kindness.

The vines tangle,

The thorns prick,

Hiding what lies beneath.

The nettles sting,

The frost bites,

Every time you hide your pain.

To you,

I would give you everything.

To you,

I would give all that I am.

And all that I would ever be.

To you,

For you,

I will do anything,

To see you again.

For you,

I would give my life.

For you,

I will become anything.

For you,

I’d even become the darkness,

For your light to shine.

For you,

I’d let the thorns prick,

The nettles sting,

To chase away the biting cold,

To give you warmth,

To give you love.

I don’t care if I’m a fool,

Cause you are my everything.

To you,

I make a wish.

For you,

I speak a prayer.

To see you once again,

To be by your side again.

Tie a knot of string,

Kiss beneath the mistletoe,

Under a winter moon.

Speak a spell,

To be together,

Bonded together.

Till no more we breath,

Till our hearts stop beating.

So pale are the lilies,

So blue are the forget-me-nots.

Next to the red colored roses,

The dying roses,

The nearly black petals.

To you,

I would give all that I am.

And all that I would ever be.

For you,

I’d give you my life.

Please don’t leave,

Don’t leave me behind.

You are everything,

You are my light.

To you,

I ask the stars,

To let us meet again.

To you,

I would give all that I am.

And all that I would ever be.

To you,

And you alone.

Will I say,

I love you;