I wrote this poem thinking about like a ton of things in my life, so I guess it won't make sense to anyone else. But you guys are tough. Make your own meaning. Please review. Only a tenth of the people that read actually review. I really want to know what people think. Really.
Take flight
So as the falling stars come
The voices call
Whisper, whisper secrets of the long forgotten past
Sweet remedies of scars from long ago
And unto thee call black and white
Night and light
Far and close
Until
They come to be again
One.
So the pain,
The hope
Red night seek through
And I see.
Who.
Until the ancient remedies
Come back and heal the land
Let farther come the moonlight
From the life you seek
And I will hear your sorrow
And let them hear it too
For all
As all
From all
In all
There is that secret passion
Of which we dare not speak
For its own sacred meaning let them come to be
And were
And soon will be
Let the raven call tonight
Let the stallion rear today
Let the lion roar in sorrow
Let snake slither away
And still I will listen
Be the ear that we all know.
For you will see
And you will hear
And you will touch
The sacred meaning
And recoil
But find you must come back
For what you truly are.
Call the people
Gather
At the dawn
Let in the light
Swim in crystal waters
So that you may go
Take flight.
Fly among your people
Fly with memories brought back
Let the broken rain fall down
See yourself
Once more.
For love is what they cherish
Though they hide it in black stone
Only when their soul has flown
Do they learn
What they truly lacked
Do not be afraid, small child
Old ones, rest your weary bones.
And people in the center
Seek your only home
Hold your hands together
We are all family
After all.
For rising moon
For setting sun
For falling sky
For wakening dawn
Be here
For
All who lift their faces so that
We may see the beauty
That we all already saw,
That they did not dare look at
As one looks straight into the sun
And moon fall down
And sun rise up
And so it was begun.