Twilight Path

[cusssedness]

Nearly everything I've written for the past thirty years has related in some way to the world of Daverana that I first began creating as a teenager and now I'm in my early fifties. This includes poetry.

TWILIGHT PATH

A twilight path that runs east of the sun

So that my hand summons Dawn before I die

To stand in the light, to know its touch

So my hand touches God before I die.

I will not fear my blood upon another’s lips,

I will step into the flames of righteousness,

Sweet suffering of freedom for my belief,

I will burn, but I shall not rise in darkness

A path at twilight runs east of the sun.

Dawn now summons for me to die,

The path is barred, the gates are locked

I rest, I dream, from me they’ll hear no cry.

I never found the twilight path of shadowed sun,

Yet sun it was. In the light I could not touch,

I built my house of sticks and set it burning.

This day I die, from fate I will not run.

I stand within the womb of the flames.

I perish reaching for the Dawn

My honor clean, my ash remains

I have not lived in vain.

[Homicidalheathen]

SWEET

[cusssedness]

Thank you, Homicidal. =)