dreams of the cerulean ash

I. Genesis

In the Elven Woods

I was blessed.

Sprouted…

Germinated…

Bloomed…

And rose…

An oracle of greatness,

To spread the ashes

Of rose…

Of pearl…

Of aquamarine…

Ash, they called me.

The blue tree of love

Aphrodite’s Ash.

II. Oxymoron

An open secret

To leave the earth,

Live in an odyssey…

Of silent screams

Of saccharine defeats.

To become a bow-

A bow of strength.

To become an arrow-

An arrow of love.

To be burned

In sapphire flames.

Warmth in the hearths

A good firewood

A giver of light

And to defy gravity.

III. Apex

The pendulum of time

Rocked…

The dreams of late

Singing…

Chanting…

Humming…

To be part of a circle

To be part of a whole

To be part of change

To give

To provide

To bring

Fulfillment.

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