Monday, July 16, 2012

Reflecting

The flaming roses fell to silence,
The balance lost beyond our reach.
Paths reflecting martyr trials
Drive a wedge into the breech.

Each folly of our mortal chaos,
The rise and fall of every man.
The sun's dark orb reflecting vision;
Stars have their only course ran.

The keeper of the moon's visage
Guards the gateway to the past.
The age's route a mistress given.
A ship that sails with ghostly mast.

Tumbling to these chains design
Such creatures their decent began.
The slavery of man long lived
For the gods we made of them.

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