Open Poetry #49 |
The Sailor And The Maiden |
WindWalker12 Member
since 2009-10-17
Posts 57 |
I'm old, whispers the white haired man, dying, and from this life I depart. A life-long dream I would share with you, and not with anyone. She replies, I love you my father, and am living, in this life remaining alone and such a life-long dream I would receive from you, not from anyone. Then listen carefully to my dream, come closer, my voice is weak and have no time to repeat: open your mind to my vision, child, reserve judgment on my state of mind. There is a sailor I have known long who only knows certainty when on the deck of a strange and wonderful craft sparkling under gossamer sails adorned in arabesque; alight with the fire of a hundred suns. The sailor is ageless and strong, never will he speak the lying words of man, singing only songs from infinity: in his eyes, my daughter, you will see the spinning galaxies, the nebulae. I said, "will see" for he awaits in his golden suit, at the edge of the sea for the companion he's learned to love: I impressed him of you, and he waits; you will go to him, and sail his starry seas. He will call to you so you see the way and with him depart this earth forever. I go to your mother beyond the wall; I would not leave you to mourn and regret so I molded your heart to his: this you can know. She looked in her father's vision and saw the stranger near the sea; a longing took her to speed away and sail the strange ship with him upon the spreading solar winds. It is told in stories of old Earth of a maiden of such surpassing beauty no man would dare approach or touch a lonely and aloof woman who walked to the sea and rose from the earth on a pillar of fire. |
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secondhanddreampoet Member Ascendant
since 2006-11-07
Posts 6394a 'Universalist' ! |
grand-fine 'write' as always !! |
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devina Member Elite
since 1999-10-28
Posts 3539Cali |
This is layered in lovely ancient atmosphere. Adore this story, right down to the wandering lady of fire! "..of a strange and wonderful craft sparkling under gossamer sails adorned in arabesque; alight with the fire of a hundred suns.." ~gorgeous image! be well ~d "..But a tyrant spell has bound me, |
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