THE TOWER OF LIGHT

Written by: Matthew Brackley

Along came twilight

The air grew still

Soft shadows

Soft light

The moon rose above the hill

 

We pulled in our deep spun coverings

Watched a moon

Rise silently and bright

 

Towards the hill

A light could be seen

Glowing in the distant green

A meaningful look

Of futures’ past

In the world of the Faerie Queen

 

The night

Young and still

The moon, bright

Beckoning

To the tower of light

 

I held her hand

Together, across the moon

We flew

Faerie magic

Faerie dust

Across the night

To the tower of light