Wednesday, July 13, 2011

The Rose, A promise, and the Moon

And there we sat
Our spot of spoils
A flagon of ale
And the music of life

Few words of meaning
Simply joy and laughter
Songs poured forth from our lips
into the sky illuminated by the moon

Toiled we did
a task so jubliant
and in thatmoment
a truth was spoken
a truth was returned

And a promise was made
The last lock upon the beast's cage
would be left undone

My god
i am whole

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