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To Whatever End

I was a member of your cadre
I was one of the coven
I sailed with you in the seaspray
I rode in deserts hotter than an oven

I blazed with power brighter than a fire
I delved into the well
I soared on the winds and higher
I fought monsters no mortal could fell

I felt the pain as deeply 
I heard the clanging of the bells
The journey did not come cheaply
I wept when you fell

Your world will live inside me
As I have lived in it
You will live and guide me
For I will not forget

Your story is not done
But I’ve turned the final page
I know that you have won
You’ll live forever and an age

They might not understand
All you meant to me
This book is not my land
It’s just another fantasy

Copyright © Olivia Estep | Year Posted 2020

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Kelli White Date: 8/9/2020 2:57:00 PM Beautifully written and gently displayed poem, OE, :), I actually thought it was a romance at first, until the end. But indeed it is a lover of books. Kelli Login to Reply

Gershon Wolf Date: 7/22/2020 6:04:00 PM Just love the feeling of adventure and mystery that coats this enchanting write. Kudos, Olivia! Best wishes, Gershon Login to Reply Olivia Estep Date: 7/22/2020 7:08:00 PM A lot of people don't understand how deeply one can travel into a story. For me, a book becomes a reality of sorts, to the point where I weep with the characters and rejoice with them. It's a sad parting indeed when I've lived so fully in a book, only to have its pages close on me and come to an end. -Olivia