Swaying in the breeze, lifeless against the limp Stars,
Herolding an age of Sorrow, the Raven soars over Death.
One star falls from Heaven, rigid edges embraced by Innocence.
Arrows hail through the night, sifted through strings of lifes blood belieth.
A golden tear rains from Innocence, a Falcon flies through the Raven to seek Life,
An embrace is clutched in talons, Innocence is blessed alongside Hope.
Released into heavens hell, Guilt is confronted by Life in it's fullest.
Hope is released with an embrace, Guilt is no longer bound by burning rope.
Thundering the line, the Panther roars and flees as it is found alone,
Streaks of blood follow, Rage torments Life, beckoning for Death to follow.
Together, side by side, Guilt and Innocence stride, yet to find what is not there.
When a dagger pierces gold, tears of anguish fall, mountains tremble their pain.
Fires spread through soil, threads are slowly burnt, everything disappears.
Empty space fills what was once a glorious battlefield, this realm we call earth.
A lone figure appears through darkness bearing a candle.
"Arise!" Stars shine. "Arise!" Sorrow is born. "Arise!" The Raven's caw.
"Arise!" Humility of Death. "Arise!" Innocence presents itself. "Arise!" The Falcon protects.
"Arise!" Hope is known. "Arise!" Guilt starts to weep. "Arise!" The Panther is wary.
"Arise!"...And it is here we find the light which burns unknowingly.
My friend, you read these words, but do you read the poem?
My tears go with you as I ask..."Will you Embrace"?
