This is my first posting. I hope whoever reads this enjoys my poetry and will review!
The Ancient One
The sun goes down and the night turns cold
The story of life; the story of old
The story of one; the story of all
The Midnight Sun; the consumer of light
Holds the power over the dark of night
The lover of life; the lover of death
The ever turning cycle; the ever turning breath
The one that's in all; all of we
The holder of life; the holder of lust
The holder of hearts; the holder of love
Behind all of art; and all of above
Comes the One we always see
The One we dream; the one we be
The One made from mans mind eye
The creation of dreams who never die
Of dreams of ever, everlasting joy
The dreams that are above
The life we live
The dreams that watch the everlasting breath
Of human life
love
and death
The dreams that create the lunar sun
Are formed in the minds of the Chosen ones
Luna, of the great white light
The wisest of the stellar night
Shows us the cycle of life and death
The ever turning cycle
The ever turning breath