Erato
I used to dwell in a desolate space
A grim and twisted world of cataclysm
Wrought by the echoes of my own disgrace
Back then, I was nothing but an empty shell
Who lived life as if it was destined for the deep
But that was before the cosmic spell
It was the rarest moment when the stars aligned
The eternal cosmos burst into radiant streams
As the goddess of light descended, divine
Then the otherworldly maiden began her dance
And wove her song in celestial tongue
While playing her lyre in mystical trance
I stood there transfixed, my soul aflame
Before this celestial being unknown to me
And sensed thereon—nothing would be the same
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Copyright © I.A. Ryd | Year Posted 2024
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