The untamed fire that holds me
In the hollow of his hand,
Whispers tenderly to me
Words that no one will ever hear...
Fantasy, secrets, wishes...
The flame is guiding my steps,
I see its light games
As angels and shadows
Playing in the sky,
Flying through the clouds...
Moonlight, stars, dreamlike melodies...
My broken heart is healed now,
By the whispers of this Great Fire,
My once weak body is now strong,
Fire and stormy delight
Are playing inside my eyes
As crawling whispers!
I am leaving the shadows behind,
I am home and the omen has been broken!
As stormy clouds disappear
And the rays of light bring the pleasure,
The doom has lost its power over me,
As the storm loses its strength...
Little by little...
©Elya Thorn. Do not republish without permission!
Part of 'Dark Whisperings and Invocations'
Elya Thorn
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