The Sacrifice

I had a dream Leaping stone to stone Above a stream Beneath me faces Of the dead and old Around the mist Of the silent cold I ran from place to place Enflaming candlelight Step by step along A never ending staircase Arriving on the top of A tower, left alone Haunted by a wooden rockinghorse I threw down marble stone By which I made a sacrifice To fires burning bright That saved me with its blazing flame Within this bitter night (And when I woke I saw it clear As morning sun after a storm My memories I couldn't bear Still stuck in me like roses thorns)

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