White

Northern lights on the horizon
The evening winds blow even the stars in the sky
With the night comes darkness
With the night 1000 dreams

Inside is warmth
Outside is harshness
Blizzards from the north shall arrive soon
A blinding hell of whiteness

Aua will speak
The wisdoms of ancient times
For we have no gods
We have only fear

The anirniit will persist
They, like the snow are white and eternal
From the beginning of time they fall from the sila
One must always honor what nature reflects upon us

At the end of life
Our journeys only begin
We are cast out from the darkness of our beings
The perils of world we have yet to see

Haunted in the total blindness of white
The skies shall consume us
We shall live in eternal fear, forever
Of a White death

Notes:

Aua is an Aangakkuq ( shaman ) in Inuit
Anirniit means the "soul or spirit" of things
Sila = the sky in Inuit

If I have made any errors in spelling or grammar or use of these words feel free to let me know.

As we associate white with goodness and purity, and black with evil and darkness, I rather enjoyed turning the tables a bit!
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Dunn Avatar
December 27, 2013 at 6:38 PM
Scary white bone chilling fear here, great write and also thanks for the comments for my oh heavenly fahter. cheri d.
Vaso Avatar
December 27, 2013 at 10:08 PM
And thank you!
Hamilton Avatar
December 27, 2013 at 5:18 AM
very philosophical Arthur with great truth wonderful pen Shadow x smile hug
Vaso Avatar
December 27, 2013 at 10:07 PM
Thanks, I forgot to add a few notes as explanation!!!
Roberts Avatar
December 27, 2013 at 2:45 AM
Great write my friend ....Seren
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