For one...
She stands in the divide stark and clear,
mirror of two worlds ever conflicted, ever divided,
beauty always at her heart, best of both, deadly, true
she is and will be watched, reviled, derided.
but to my eyes she will always shine,
in the light of that morning's revelations,
a goddess of shimmering light and smoke,
she gives my joy hope beyond all expectations.
and if I am true as she has been,
I pray she'll always remember
that I dream only of her
And that awakening in one brilliant November...
mirror of two worlds ever conflicted, ever divided,
beauty always at her heart, best of both, deadly, true
she is and will be watched, reviled, derided.
but to my eyes she will always shine,
in the light of that morning's revelations,
a goddess of shimmering light and smoke,
she gives my joy hope beyond all expectations.
and if I am true as she has been,
I pray she'll always remember
that I dream only of her
And that awakening in one brilliant November...