I AM THE WILD AND TERRIBLE WIND,
CRAFTED BY THE FURIES OF THE SKY
AND THE DRAFTS OF THE SEA.
WE ARE BOUND TOGETHER, THE SEA AND I
--UPON THE FIELDS AND EVES OF MEN I DESTROY--
with her, i create.
I SKIRT ACROSS HER SURFACE--
WE CLASH AS TITANS IN BATTLE
( monuments of a time past )
JAGGED PEAKS OF SKYWARD WAVES
FOLD OVER DEEP BLUE
THIS IS OURWORLD
WEREIGN
keeper and maiden --
we go quiet to watch -- these moments are unknown to us
gentle hands brush over flaxen hair
(WHAT KIND OF LOVE IS THIS? --
A LOVE WHICH DOES NOT DESTROY OR CREATE
IT COULD BE SO MUCH MORE)
FLURRIES OF RAPID FIRE WAVES RICOCHET
ACROSS THE EXPANSE OF SAND AND ROCK
SPUTTERS OF SALT AND WHIPPING FORCE
SLICE, SMASH, CRACK
BUT
our harmonies cannot penetrate that most sacred fortress
--LIGHTHOUSE.
ENCIRCLING, THRASHING, CRYING OUT IN ANGUISH
ITS BRICKS DO NOT GIVE WAY
(THEY KNOW ONLY THE ORDER OF FRAGILITY
LET US SHOW THE IMMORTALITY OF CHAOS!)
she ventures into the sea, oh dainty creature
we walk beside her, ease her into the waves
SHE IS OURS.
LIMP HUSK EXALTED ACROSS THE ROCK
BANG
watchers yet again
we fizzle in anticipation
admirers of a work yet unwritten
he spills over her empty shell
his soul seeps out
(HE NEED ONLY FREE HIMSELF NOW)
peculiar touch, how he gently appraises her leftover corpse
waves creep upon his heels
(THEY REAP THE PROMISES OF HER AFTERLIFE)
retreat
back to the fortress
up into the isle of man
we tussle across his body
waft at his short locks
whisper
WE ARE READY
ARE YOU?
release.
