I feel your pain and smell your fear
and hear your desperate cry –
The light within my temple spills
across the starry skies.
At once, my heart propells me!
You the faithful one, your prayer –
My form it blinds you cruelly,
Setting fire to the air!
We race upon my endless wings
with strength unmatched by men –
Far above the noose and stake,
The sword and burning end.
Landing softly, turning now
to don a heavy veil –
Conceil my brilliant eyes that see
the Heaven and the Hell.
Rocking you to slumber,
guiding dreams away from woe –
Smiling gently for my love
Is paving Heaven’s Road.
Poetry Copyright © 2019 – 2023 by Ena Whiteraven All rights reserved.
Artwork: artist unknown
Reblogged this on Superlative Deviation and commented:
My latest poem on my author site is also one of my favorites!
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