Now that the trail has gone cold

Now that the trail has gone cold

15 November 2015

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In the beginning

Time washed me on empty shores

Shell of air that hung

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She breathed me Fire

Mother wove me from her womb

Golden thread for stars

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She covered me clay

Rising tides her Oceans spent

Nights on my dark hair

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She swelled me tremors

Beating Heart she raised me high

Tidal waves my blood

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She kneaded me bread

The black and the white she joined

Every mouth to feed

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I wake in her ice

Now that the trail has gone cold

Heart follows her scent

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Only my Mother

Scent of Jasmine knew her feet

Ambrosian Life

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You live deep in me

You live deep in me

14 September 2015

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Steadfast is your Love

Through the oceans it survives

The turbulent floods

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A Knight knows valour

Courage is his dominion

Love his only scope

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Bear in soul our flag

Distant volcano’s thunder

It spells my Love. Hark!

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Jesters may hop, dance

Their sight mere entertainment

Their presence confined

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Only your pure Heart

Can feed to me the solace

That my Heart thirsts for

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My arrow strikes straight

Cupid arms my Heart’s eyesight

With whispers of you

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This bond outlives Time

Though I may not see your Face

You live deep in me

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Juliet’s dream – Abel Korzeniowski