לונלי ארקאנג'ל / Her Beloved |
Her golden hair scattered in the wind, like wild fire spreading over dry wheat, As she followed him riding with her ember eyes, galloping with his valiant steed. Yet one must wonder that day, why didn't the moon rise? Why didn't the sun set? It was his foreseen sentence, she knew, as she mourned for his valorous deeds... Foreseen, like the death of their love. Yearning she was for the day before, when she blessed her kin, her beloved knight, A valorous knight, stardust at his wake, his armor anciently forged. Her sober was swollen by twilight, as mists carried him out of her sight, She now wept and recalled in her mind, how she sharpened his sword. Yet, her own feelings were left blunt. Staring wistfully into the dark horizon, she knew that he shall not return, She prayed for the caressing wind and the rivers to carry her beloved back home. As her beloved fell, the sky roared and cried, the earth was arid and torn. His redeeming shield won't protect her, since never again shall the winds roam... Never again shall her heart roam between twilight horizons... Thy fallen were whispering, about their embrace, about the light atop their tree, like a moonlit wreath. Their guardian song shall eternally emblaze, his tears when they fall, enshrouded with faith... |
היצירה לעיל הנה בדיונית וכל קשר בינה ובין המציאות הנו מקרי בהחלט. אין צוות האתר ו/או הנהלת האתר אחראים לנזק, אבדן, אי נוחות, עגמת נפש וכיו''ב תוצאות, ישירות או עקיפות, שייגרמו לך או לכל צד שלישי בשל מסרים שיפורסמו ביצירות, שהנם באחריות היוצר בלבד. |
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