God sight
This owl has it all
From feathers covered in light
To eternity's fall
Pure and focused
She tuned her wits
Without fear the veils she pushed
Not knowing what awaits
From now on
No turning back
Cause once the gate was opened
Death and void would cover her world
And so she ventures forth
The blackest cold she felt
As she had glimpses
The past and future combined
Chilled embrace of ashes
A greyish owl in the middle of the night
A dim light covered her ashen body
Cleansing her from the abyss
No more demise upon her
No more despair behind her
Rejoiced and in calm at last
Under the moon lights
She fell asleep
Under a tiny moon she became one with the abyss
Forever safe and guarded by her moon
24.06.21
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Author:
The Sacrifice (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: December 4th, 2022 19:18
- Comment from author about the poem: Tis not a poem
- Category: Sad
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Comments1
Tis good, whatever you want to call it
thanks for sharing
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