Vermillion Reflection

chupacabra

Twas the lonley night of mid summers june
(excluded from all prayer of thought I was)
I dreamt of a lonley woman beside the bay
Fixated upon this solid rock she lay.
She gazed to the heavens all thoughts elude
(I wondering why so sad she was)
And bled her tears into the sea.
While I watched in awe at her solidarity.
She basked in the shadow of the silent moon
(as I slowly approached her in billsfull still)
And she spoke in a crisp chilling tounge
As she asked my presence in question.
Said I to her where do we dwell
(as spoken word cut through the air)
And she looked at me her sadness well'd
As tears began to fall from the sky.

I quenched my action and turned to her.
(now broken and tearfull the maiden was)
And the sun it rose to welcome me.
But shone my sin to envy my seed.
As light it grazed her crystal skin
(And blinded me of the valley pure.)
Up rose the maiden in yellow night
And turned to walk, enamelled; bedight.

"I looked above
The clouds that night
And gazed with startled eye
At the image portrayed
From my holy sight
That stretched across the sky.
The shaded nimbus
Of the borealis
Struck fear to my dire mistaken heart
And the comets shone
And peirced the smoke
To fall in parallel to my maidens side
But me I fell
To my knees abash
In loves cradle I felt alone
And realised my revelation
That turned the maiden into stone"

I woke in sweat and drowned in tears
( That fell from my own eyes and pores that night)
And realised that my darkest fears
Were told in this vision of earthly sight.
But I moved out to the valleys edge
(And stretched my muscles to flex my sight)
And saw the maiden so full and bright
Reflecting the suns nuturing light
I blinked and blinked in disbelief
(As my legs began to rise from ground)
And engulfed by fear my heart was rank
And my ears were deafend by the sound
Of her voice that broke the silenced stream
(as I slowly approached her in blissfull still)
And reached to touch this anomaly
And reached but reached for eternity.