The Call of the Swan
A night so cold
Though spring has sprung
Winter so bold
Refuse to run.
Deployed my wings
Wide, gleaming white
Destiny sings
My mate to find.
Flew through showers
Blown about, caught
By strong currents
Of wind so bold.
Rested at night
By ponds and creeks
To avoid plight
Of hungry beasts.
I remember
My parents' love
Their wise lectures
The song they sung.
Yet my heart weeps
For the one I see
In all my dreams
My song won't cease.
As my Father
Found its soul mate,
My sweet Mother
So will I, one day.
I'll fear no night
I'll fear no storm
With the sun I rise
Till light's no more.
Until the day
As I follow the sun
Above clouds of gray
The same song is sung.
For only one
Can sing the same
And I will know
That I found my mate.
By CarolineCécile
Copyright © 04.24.11
Copyright © Caroline Cécile Delacroix | Year Posted 2011
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