The stillness of
Dark before dawn
The quiet of a raging river
Spilling down the rocks.
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And the shadows
Twisting, shifting
Forming into creatures
Best forgotten.
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The dark demons
The evil creatures
Shifting from shadow
Into reality.
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And then
They run wild
Racing through the hills
Running through the trees
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They are untamable
Unreachable
They go where they please
They do as they wish
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And then,
The first rays of dawn
Rising over the distant mountains
And a single woman stands there.
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A staff in one hand
The other glowing golden
She draws a symbol in the air
Golden fire etched there.
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Light, pouring through the hills
Winter's gone
Now the spring
Blooming from the ground.
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The creatures shift
They disappear
Melting back
From where they came
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The last one,
A howling wolf
Disappears in the last moments
of Dark before dawn.
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Stardust
PoesíaWe are all made of Stardust Though we know it not We are all the same. Not diffrent. We are all one. - A collection of poems about the natural world. All poems are created by me. Cover made by me! Updated Wednesdays and Saturdays.
