Embers

A Token to support: Embers Ashes: https://www.wattpad.com/story/376596018-embers-ashes Embers Brew: https://www.wattpad.com/story/376404865-embers-brew Embers Adventures: https://www.wattpad.com/1501416277-embers-adventures Embers Relics: https://www.wattpad.com/story/393102009-embers-relics And encourge more chapters and books in the adventure. --- Dreadful solace in a dreary hour! Such, kin, is not (now) my theme - I will say madly keen that power Of Self may shrive me of sin Unearthly pride hath (not) done me in - I have summoned dreams no dote: You call it magic - that hope of hope! It is nothing but waves of smiles. If I can dream - Oh God! I can - Its mind is power - built divine- I would not call thee sad, old man, But yet such a burden of mine. Know thou secret of spirt Bow'd not from wild pride or shame. O! yearning heart! I did inherit Thy canvas art with the frame, Thy paints glory with its domain. Amist the jewels of thy throne, I humbly sit amongst the firey bones Not thy dementors! Shall make me fear again - O! craving magic, for the lost flowers And sunshine for summer hours! Th' sands are plenty and full of time, Boundless it's interminable chime, Rings, in spirt of spell, Upon thy book - enchanting bell. I have not always been as now: The glowing smiles below my brow I've lost and woe unsurprisingly - Hath not the same fierce loves give Mythic to the digital - this is me? A heritage of humbled mind, A proud spirit soft and kind Triumphantly a reply in kind Below the soil I first drew life: The rain poes knocked my head Nightly thier flows I did not dred, And, I believe, the flickful swish And smell of a mushroom lick Have nestled in my hair such a trick So late in time - that rain - it fell (Magic words I write the spell) Upon me - with a touch of dread, With casts flashing red in light From words that hung, like banners, sky Appeared to my illiterate - eyes. The elaboratisity without disguise, Came hurriedly upon me, telling Of human life, where my thoughts, My own words, silly boy!-were twirling (O! How my mind would rejoice, And leap within my knots and ties) The battle-cry of Victory! The dew came down on my head Unfeather'd - and the ravens gust Was mountainish - so thou, my thoughts! - It was but me, I think, who shed Doubt upon myself: and the rush- The curve of the breezy sea Crashed within my lines the bang Of community - within the casted prayer - The notes of music - and the ear Of flattering 'round a birdly throne. My passions, for that quilless hour, Unsurpassed by pens witch men Have gleamed since I have reached the power; My gullible nature - be it so: But l, kin, kindness no advantage, then, Then - in my nature - where there coals Burning with an interstellar glow . (For generosity, must, with time, expire) Even if ye knew this caged heart Only love could break bars apart. Alas! - I have no ink - to write The loveliness of empty nights! Not that I would attempt to place The mesh of beauty without trace Who's wick, upon thy mind Are - wings on th' bustful binds: Thus I remember having delt Some cards of early lore upon, With loitering eye, left on the self. The symbols -with their meaning-melt To fantasies-with ones self. O, it is worthy of all love! Love - as in dreams are ours- Tis such an angel clouds above Might envy; it's eternal heart the shine On which its every hope and thought Were increased - then a magic gift, For they were wishes - and stars Pure - as they fell through night: Why did it burn away, and, adrift, Trust to the Sun within, for light? We grow in age - and love - together Roaming the ethos, and the wild; My ashes its seeds in wintery weather And, when the sunshine smiles, And it would mark the opening skies, I saw its paint - sparkling in its eyes!