Shadowlight
04-09-2019, 05:56 PM
The little girl wandered out of the village square
in the moonlight of the night she climbed its walls.
She avoided the paths that led specifically anywhere,
that night she answered the wilderness' call.
Her feet followed the steps of the moss.
The stars she climbed as stairs,
to places not of this world,
to which she could entrust her prayers.
She whispered her secrets to the voice of the wind,
who echoed them, spread across the land.
Revealed, they no longer held power over her soul,
free, she was no longer captive to their demands.
She spoke with the birds
who heartily sang.
She howled with the wolf
whose kinship never refrained.
She declared her love
to canyons that perpetually rang
truths that could no longer be abstained.
She bathed in the untouched rivers of the wood
washing the restless sins from her heart.
Dancing, she rejoiced for all the good
the day the wilderness tore her humanity apart.
This was the place of which she was to stay.
Lost and alone within nature's grace.
To truly live,
her humanity had to die.
For humanity,
had become too cumbersome a lie.
in the moonlight of the night she climbed its walls.
She avoided the paths that led specifically anywhere,
that night she answered the wilderness' call.
Her feet followed the steps of the moss.
The stars she climbed as stairs,
to places not of this world,
to which she could entrust her prayers.
She whispered her secrets to the voice of the wind,
who echoed them, spread across the land.
Revealed, they no longer held power over her soul,
free, she was no longer captive to their demands.
She spoke with the birds
who heartily sang.
She howled with the wolf
whose kinship never refrained.
She declared her love
to canyons that perpetually rang
truths that could no longer be abstained.
She bathed in the untouched rivers of the wood
washing the restless sins from her heart.
Dancing, she rejoiced for all the good
the day the wilderness tore her humanity apart.
This was the place of which she was to stay.
Lost and alone within nature's grace.
To truly live,
her humanity had to die.
For humanity,
had become too cumbersome a lie.