Light On the Devil's Chord - Day 32
Prayers and stagnancy remained this day,
Many a glance did I try his way,
Our Dragon’s dark, silhouetted form,
Pressed to the burning stone barrier
I could see and hear his dragon skin sizzle
Against it, he remained
Fuming as I prayed
I prayed that Lady Darkness may serpentine her way
Out of his frame again,
That he may breathe and remember
The creations we had fused
In the depths of the darkness,
I sung to him, my head tilted upwards,
Where smoke and blackness seeped
Sweltering mists stinging my cheeks:
"Throbbing, crying, burning heart,
Your malignancies rave silently,
Spitting your poison upon my resolving soul
I am not here to taste forever your tenatious fires
Nor the splintering intention of crazed desires
I am here for the melodies we make
That shall cast all shadows ablaze,
For the ferocity, for the eternal
That invulnerable haze!
You are no disoriented beast,
You're no weakling or coward
How hard is it to face that our fate is at His mercy?
If He created you in unrelenting beauty,
How much more mercy will He offer to an angel,
Than to a demon, the miserable rendition of you,
To a fickle creature, unlikable... a human?
You reject such mercies of life,
The breath that gave you breath!
From such visceral hands,
You reject creation for war and destruction
You want everyone to fall as you did,
To hate the intuitive molds as you do
To breed cutaneous, blackened lies,
On flesh no longer pigmented
How much more hate will you attempt to singe
On the long-stretch eagle's wings,
The great clinging talons that let go of His daughter,
So that she may fall into your dreams,
With more purpose than she can fathom?
You have singed Him to yet another mercy of His
Another footfall to redemption
You have serenaded to your own heart,
Your old lips have given your notes searing quality
Sensitive to reclaimed ears
Your tongue, your tone, swindles only itself
Possessed by the appeal of her plans
Can your masterful mind perceive how such plain beauty
Has dissolved into this dastardly Queen of Darkness?
She has no place where I have created with you
She has no place within me,
But I will remember her as the demon she was,
And accept her as a part of you
One who resides deep in your precepts,
And she will grin loudly till she is becrossing of another
Till her existence leaks away and is but history
Away from you or ever a part of you,
fastening on the pages of glory"
He shifted inches away from the opening,
The heat of in-between still burning him
True, he felt strongly he still should punish us,
Yet the slightest movement meant, to me,
That he listened to my words intently
Copyright © Laura Breidenthal | Year Posted 2017
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