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A forest stream runs down the slope –A silver sheen among the green.I hear a harp singing of hopeIn some place close and yet unseen.The lovely call. I follow it.The strings vibrate, the sounds repeatThe woods’ vibe, murmuring alongThe lively river’s plashing song.I marvel interested, agog,How someone’s fingers hold such skill.The air was very still until Among the branches waking upThe wind in the attack abruptHas roused the forest for a talk.The whispers of the trees disruptThe music’s flow in crispy air.And thus I stop so unawareAll of a sudden of its source.So changing my immersive courseInward I turn and home I aim.In memory of mine I goBack to the ice from which I cameA thousand years ago.And yetAn eon back in black unrealUnholy heaving boiling heatThe metal ledges were my meal,The liquid sulfur was my mead.
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By lover’s will, the cooling cup –My tomb – unlocks. From leaden highsThe light flows in and I wake up.Above the quaking earth I rise. Node after node stretch up my spines,Unbend my limbs. My wounds are healed.Waves of the hills, the fence of pines…I look around: where is my shield?It lies still hot with scent of warRight where I died. With wood and stone –Of my own dreams the bitter gore –It thoroughly is overgrown. The air’s too calm… Where is my sword?It’s hidden dormant in the skies.I know it’s there. I sing the chord,The scathing song of flame and ice.The clouds crack in counterpaneOf heaven. Silver flashes andBeloved weapon, royal rein,Falls instantaneous to my hand. Familiar an eldritch force.I swing it down on world’s finesse.Blow after blow I test my course,What I observe does not caressMy hollow heart. Where is my name?It’s scattered over arctic shores.I search and search, as gaze aflameRakes over diamonds and ores. Before the grief and rage eruptI see a pattern of a word.Rune after rune I pick it up –I’m one of the destructive horde.
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Shut down in shadows and shouts,Dodging the castles of clouds,Weightless i flee from my hounds,Swim in the ocean of sounds. Who would have thought i could meet youOn neon night in the city?Club was our secrecy isle,Dream free of doubt or denial. Sacred starlight on your brow,Aura of yore… Wonder howManage you carrying that frown,Match it with gossamer gown. I told you stories till morrowsOf modern glory and sorrows.Trying by tales to enraptureJust to delay your departure… You be the deity, the charmer.Burglar of hearts. You beglamourMe, mere mortal, enamouredFool with no weapon or armour. Wish i could live with you hidden,Learn from the foreign forbiddenPeace of your mind. Yet i didn’tFollow you into your eden.
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Sleep sleep Do not weep~While the lonely creatures scoot,Wolves that howl and owls that hoot,Pikes of pines be silent wights,Pillars piercing misty heights. Tick tockSings the clock~Quilt of night to cover youLowered down onto the blueHills, where witch with retinueOver spears of spruces flew.Wrap in blankets, hide beneath,Fall in merciless abyss,Enter deeper halls and greetFull of phantoms pitch-black pit. Knock knockSqueak and squawk~Left on earth alone aloofSomeone’s ghost will ride our roofTo the sound of rattling bones –In our yard the evil horseStomps its tired rotten hoof. Dream dreamDo not scream~Eerie visions flooding inWant to wear your lifeline thin.Hold the salutary runeIn oblivion’s cocoon,Safe be safe so safe within.
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Simplicity and wealth are both too oftAs flimsy memories found in sleepy croft.The misty evening, dusty noon and softPale dawn on wings with richness stuffedThere over happy habitants will waft. To crackling beacon by a tranquil tarn,Where by a skald the new unspoken yarnOf ancient sagas is astutely spun.The elder grandeur, glory and the fameRevive again beside the dancing flame. A weary wanderer, whose thews enthralledBy dark enchantment of the autumn gold,Walks now across the dying day. Behold!The veil of nightshade falls with wind and cold,The welfs of dream above the land unfold. I have some time to linger under moon.Before in glamour dressed on heather moorA sylph allures me with a rendezvous.Me, bitter runagate, who's ruled by wheelOf dire peril natural appeal. Forever in the tale of tribes and thanes -Incapable of shaking off the chains.The rust of current era in my veins -A heavy wisdom, which with every grainOf time, my mind and soul do gladly gain.
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To hide from urban acid rain cascade I ran to echoes of the gallery.Alas, thus laughed at me the toxic fateIn realm of classic style and luxury.I saw angelic statue, work divine,A perfect figure from the days of old.Formosity and grace to stone confinedReminded me of you, and i recalled All that i buried down for my own good.The feelings, memories that made me frail.Those dear features, lovely stance… I shouldHave by today wiped from my mind away.Transfixed i stare. It’s you. It’s you, my friend!I miss you through the misery belowThe shameful burden from one thousand andThree hundred eighty seven years ago. This artist – genius, bastard blessèd twiceWith talent and with love by cruel god.That would suffice so many little lives…In space beyond the racing time he caughtThe ephemeral fragrance, tenderness,Breeze in your hair, the streaming silk of dress,Your natural amity, charm effortless,A carefree gesture of a hand… Oh yes, I see he loved you better, best, he knewYour gentle heart, intentions pure and rich,All secret dreams. He was attuned to youIn ways i was incapable to reach,In manner i would never comprehend.And yet, i loved you too, still do, and this –Almost as if a pity gift he sentTo me across abyss of centuries. Benevolent a pair! I must rejoice!This love religion drags me down to hate.What can i say? You made the perfect choice.It’s good you did not waver and you stayedWith him and not with a neurotic proneTo isolation, harm and suicide.Right now i only wish i was aloneIn halls by masterpiece made sanctified. Want to approach and kneel and pray.It’s all that’s left for me – here to caressThe frozen time, to kiss the cold display, Touch the eternity of loneliness,Recite the hollow promises undue,Beg for forgiveness undeserved, and pleadFor everything i did and didn’t do.My love, i’m sorry i could not compete. Weight of millennia within one blow.As something stirred in emptiness inside,Rose like a wave of poison, deadly flow,Of awe and pain the nauseating tide.I look away. The present day comes backIn focus. Damn, i need a cigarette.The electronic smog, distaste and wreck.I drink the fuss in talons of regret,I’m fine, i’m used to this distinctive hurt,To concrete walls, the dichotomic view,The solid permanence of smoke and dirt.That’s where my place. How dare i dream of you.
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Let there be dark.For in this space beneath the lightNo place was made for lowly kindThat manifested up as blightFrom deepest pits of grander mind. A wretchShould not engage in games of heartIt's bound to lose from very start.Profound ruse. Whose fault it is.That fundamental flaw of thisWyrm being born, by chance, beyondThe shadow of a sacred word,Occurred.Beyond the plan and law. What crimeAn eldritch outcast of world,Unbidden ghoul of ruthless time,Committed then. And neither theInitial creation hasCompanion for thy bitternessNor history imaginesA counterpart for thy rough edges.No being fit for misshaped formTreads as confused as thou, forlorn,The moving planes of paths unknownIn distant nebulae alone. Devourer of good, it wasBy good devoured, outwitted.When all its hyper senses layOn pure perfection, splendid spirit,The apathy of soul was slain,The pool of warmth ignored the limit,New ache poured in and out to reignIn cavities in heavy waves. “Let void exist,” vibrated it,“And you shall see no vileWhile i attempt a foul deedOf wreathing to you nigh.” Oh how to sneak upon the EyesObserving cosmic paradise,To tip toe to the only oneBeloved so far out of reachAmid the carnage of the sunIf not under the shield of black,Of blazing sea the blessed lack,The absence of reflecting dots,In cozy rooms between the thoughts. “Let night rule,” fluctuated it,“So i could lurk not just in vain,Waft closer and fulfill the needTo wrap around one piece of brain,One peace of mind, tranquility…”Yet nothing calms its twisted passionAnd nothing brings relief.Is this one dangerous obsessionOr innocent belief. “Let the abyss exist,” it hissed,“In which my shame would hide,My lust would silently abideUntil the end of universe,The end of age that i traverseNot so alone now when i love…I know the darkness was conceivedSo you could shine for me in it.”