Elves and Angels

Speak to me about the story of the oceans

The lava, the cosmic fire

Each glowing form contains an ocean waiting to be read

Watch how the embers burn in red

The starry eyes, the starry flesh

They lean.

Through the starry gates of heaven

The curtains were parted

Speak to me about the story of the oceans

The lava, the cosmic fire

Calligraphied by the Sun's sonnets

Past the starcrescent shepherd

And the shepherdess

The lights waiting to devour the shadows

The beating flesh of the hearts which rise and fall in the ocean's deep

Each soft dance contains a story unspoken

As I play with the partings of light

Each galaxy form contains a beating heart waiting to be read

See how the glowing embers burn in red

The starry eyes, the starry flesh

Riding a chariot of light through the skies

With the amber, violet, velvet lights

Tracing a world within a world

Within the theatre of the bygone eras

And those that unfurl in gold from the great throne

2 dancers interupt the light

Glowing in the shadows, 

Robins and kestrels and starling swirl

The golden angels hands and the streams

Which pour the rivers contained within the celestial spheres

And within the rainbow prism diadems

The opalescent cast of light

You are held

Reflections and refractions in the myriad forms

The rays of the magician prisms casting their lingering etches

and illustration into the smoke

Colour me in rosegold, the writer's that gather here

That dwell within the mist and Ether,

Colour me in mist and Ether

Colour me in rosegold

A world within a world contained within the glimmering lights

Of realms never seen before 

By thine eyes

Drink tonight, 

Watch the world with gleaming, glittering eyes

Not all is as it seems

There are still great tales to be told

Illustrations by the calligraphy within the hands of time

And Elves and Angels

And Sorcerers and Chimeras

Lean into the waiting winds

And lifted on the wings.