Alexander III
07-16-2010, 05:47 PM
In the eremite woods
There is a faery
Wings, Blue, like the stream
Eyes, Blonde, like the sun
Soul, Holy, like a dream
For two thousand years
A boy has stood before her
A delicate smile
Trembling fingers
(Unconsciously longing for a mother's warmth)
Wide eyes, star glazed-
Fixed upon her
Never blinking
As if he were scared
She would vanish
If he were to blink
He mumbles an endless prayer
For two thousand years
The woods, the stream, the sun
The faery
Have been silent
Civilizations were buried into history
Time transfigured all that he had once known
Yet he remained
Praying before the faery
The woods turned to dirt
The stream froze
The sun faded into chaos
Lastly the paint was swept away
From the once life like statue
Of the Blue Faery
There is a faery
Wings, Blue, like the stream
Eyes, Blonde, like the sun
Soul, Holy, like a dream
For two thousand years
A boy has stood before her
A delicate smile
Trembling fingers
(Unconsciously longing for a mother's warmth)
Wide eyes, star glazed-
Fixed upon her
Never blinking
As if he were scared
She would vanish
If he were to blink
He mumbles an endless prayer
For two thousand years
The woods, the stream, the sun
The faery
Have been silent
Civilizations were buried into history
Time transfigured all that he had once known
Yet he remained
Praying before the faery
The woods turned to dirt
The stream froze
The sun faded into chaos
Lastly the paint was swept away
From the once life like statue
Of the Blue Faery