On top of the hill is where I stand
the valley in darkness sprawled out below
the warmth of the grass beneath my feet has seeped out
into the deep cold earth
I know
the wind sways me
Compelled to rise, compelled to fall
Watching as the last light of day
bleeds
Vivid rampant colors
- all drain away
for the moon to rise and the stars to fall
As each celestial body blinks her eyes
at the darkness of their dawn
stretching out their meager light
for the likes of me.
The mist drifts in
so secretive and slow
His ultimate calling card
The deep, dark, dank dew drawing nearer
silently soaking the hems of my ragged dress
seducing my skin, caressing my flesh
As the stakes rise and my resolve begins to fall
I pause
I will hold my ground
I will not go down in flames
I will fight for my crown
I will not take the blame
He does not make it easy
dragging out the hours of the night
Enveloped in his midst
remembering when he was my light
His whispered breath upon my breast no comfort
the night breeze freezing my soul
Weary and longing for redemption - the coming dawn to make me whole.
he knows, he knows, he knows
say the blades beneath my toes
Even the crickets mock me
The wolves with their howls blaspheme my pain
The taste of blood again so strange on this chosen battle ground.
But I would fight
I will stand guard
For what comes this way knows me
I shall not back down
The wind sways me
My rags soaked with dew
Tear stained face
twinkling stars too few
Sword in hand as the heavens circle 'round
With my sword his heart I slew
Light illuminates my face, gives me grace
Reclaimed my crown, my battle ground
My soul at rest, my heart cleansed through.
