Sunday, November 4, 2012

In Search of the Northern Lights: A Return to the Princess

Lost in a dead trance
Echoes of her voice the only thing real in this stance
Her voice....broken....saddened
Her face materializing.....once beautiful
Now streaked with two endless streams
Tears falling endlessly till they get smashed in nothingness

Awakening from this nightmare...

Our confused hearts redirected
A path....a purpose forged
For then only one thing remained dear
A curse reversal
All costs and consequences neglected....
The shores of the hinterland .....a reparation
A bridge once so beautiful....to be returned to its glory!

Paddling the raft towards the Northern Lights

Our gateway to the future....to illumination
The presence of Ogygia a vanishing portrait in the distance
The gods smiling at the choices of men
No gifts or tools in hand....only a sincere heart
A heart on fire.....burning with passion
A clear glare of hope in the ocean of darkness that is despair
A heart that will know no rest till it returns to its princess.....