Giver of Life
The world has shrunk
From something bigger
than either of us
To this day, to this
fight, to me and you.
Green light flashes,
the harbinger of death,
Freezing the frantic
motion surrounding us
And we are still, we
are one.
I stand before you, a
lion poised to strike,
In plain muggle
clothes, ripped and torn,
Uncovered for the world
to see.
You stand before me, a
coiled confident snake,
Cloaked in night that
swirls at your feet,
Masked in silver doom,
unreadable.
I meet your eyes, black
wells drawing me in.
Your life flashes
before me,
Memories that Harry saw
and never told.
I see your deeds, your
temptations
And most of all, I see
the reason that
You are not the traitor
they have branded you.
It is then I realize,
that all along
I wanted to believe in
you, save you, free you
From this bondage you
call life.
But then, I remember,
Harry's face
His determination to
make you suffer
For the pain your one
act has caused.
You see my memory and
we know,
The only freedom you
will ever have,
Is in that warm place
you want to go.
In our connected minds,
An image floats to the
surface
Asking me to release
you.
The green light, for
once a giver of life
Arcs from me to you,
illuminating
The frantic motion that
draws me back
From me and you, from
this fight, this day
To something bigger
than either of us
The world explodes and
we are two.
More fanpoetry. Nothing too particularlly disturbing this time, tho. Just a little character death, destruction, final battle, Avada Kedavras, you know, the usual.