A light, like a faint glow
Flickers on with ever steady beat.
Unyielding though the wind threatens,
To end all with a single blow.
Scenes change, now on different template,
The same voices but foreign tongues.
Yet it stays alight, a bright spot
Despite frozen fingers, eager to end its fate.
Years pass, hundreds of arms
Surround the glow and it dims but never fades.
And in its neglect, in its shadows,
Locked away it stays,
A low-lit burn that distinguishes,
This place from the nameless cities and towns.
From when you first opened your eyes
Until you stepped on a white-wingéd falcon
And your feet touched alien ground.
You'll nest and make your own home now,
Different but familiar birds will sing.
Yet always a candle in your heart, never forgetting
Where you came from, where you first got your wings.
Aug 15, 2013
Aug 15, 2013 at 9:17 AM UTC
A light, like a faint glow
Flickers on with ever steady beat.
Unyielding though the wind threatens,
To end all with a single blow.
Scenes change, now on different template,
The same voices but foreign tongues.
Yet it stays alight, a bright spot
Despite frozen fingers, eager to end its fate.
Years pass, hundreds of arms
Surround the glow and it dims but never fades.
And in its neglect, in its shadows,
Locked away it stays,
A low-lit burn that distinguishes,
This place from the nameless cities and towns.
From when you first opened your eyes
Until you stepped on a white-wingéd falcon
And your feet touched alien ground.
You'll nest and make your own home now,
Different but familiar birds will sing.
Yet always a candle in your heart, never forgetting
Where you came from, where you first got your wings.
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