Beneath the still, silver waters
The god in eternal silence sleeps
Waiting for the ripple of crystal tears
To shatter the mirror of dreams.
Beyond the reach of endless streams
Lies a treasured, fleeting love
And as the starlight fades to embers
The heavens stir, forever weeping.
Ice rims the verges of his heart
Withholds the blessed rain unfallen
And yet, yet she comes to stay,
This sacrifice for a dying land.
Beneath the moon's argent rays
The night-blooming cereus wakes,
Warms the cold celestial hand
To gently touch her shining face.
Above the lush earth and sea
The unbound heavens whisper softly
Of this cherished mortal, beloved
Of the god whose heart she keeps.
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My Heart, My Sanctuary
PoetryDeep within the recesses of one's heart is a sanctuary, a special place where one can dwell without fear or despair. A collection of poems that speak from the heart, each page features the author's original art and photography. #1 in poems 2023/08...
