Tuesday, December 23, 2014

Veil Of Time--Black Series

Shadowed figures
Rest upon their perches 
In the sky.

Of stone
Some say
But you & I both know
That isn't so.

You say
They don't come to life
They are life
Only ones you don't know.

Grey & cold
To those who don't care
To see.

Takes shape
This ever changing landscape
A sea of Creatures
Above us
In these darkened skies.

Grey & cold
No more
For they spread their wings
Of gold
In the moonlight.

They were once called
Creatures to care
For ones left here.

They must be
For they see me as I see them
Through the jaged viel of Time.

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