Melody of ancient days
Single mind with voices raised
Nurturing waves and sea foam’s kiss
Spells to bind or grant each wish
Strength and elegance, power and grace
Wisdom etched in every face
Storms that rage as Forces clash
With destruction of a nine-tongued lash
Salvation is granted to those who choose
The purest light over darker hues
Air is made to breathe, and the tunnel for lighting
Music to soothe, and illusions for breaking
Hands are for kindness, language for healing
Feet to tread gently, and wings for uplifting
You’ll never see Infinity if that’s not what you’re seeking
For the Gods have told us that the ocean’s made for swimming
Poetry Copyright © 2021 by Ena Whiteraven All rights reserved.
Inspired by the work of Alura Cein
Image: Header image by Molly Harrison (found online), second image found online – artist unknown