Balance Tips the Scales
It twas dark, a hen's night
stillness abandoned the fright
knocks echoed freely
and here her presence was felt
Chimera fragments an innate realm
unbeknownst reasons dare overwhelm
A shoulder-companion gone lain
unearthed my being hath slain
seams seared and baked
rivers red hot, unadultered she knelt
twilight's heightened bell
barriers bedlam befell
curvaceous moons slipped
Chamber's dust filled out the old
breaths breathing in air gone cold
pumps pursed off dire angelic lips
breading beats inner anguish shuned
Light lingers in parchement craved
digging deep past stones well paved
Pebbled path's overgrowth graves utter grief
sight lines demanded fall with Autumn's leaf
promise skips 'cross a barren pond
a flight trapped pain comes undone
marched beats humble
vagabond makings tumble
hearts welcomed home
Released the wilderness calls
blessed respite guides the walls
yellow splays the morning
balance tips the scales
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