HON

Dwelling, Engulfing, Silently Gripping;
Strength, Power, Refusing to let her begin slipping.

A Cherokee maiden given life again through ancient magick and a young body with a wise soul;
To maintain the balance of Light and Dark, Keeping the world at a peaceful whole.

The face of Night reincarnated simply by a kiss;
Everyday struggles by light, Elemental power enveloping her by night with such bliss.

She seeks the good in all, even at her own destruction;
Just a simple being playing with Fire, such steep repercussions.

Following the Goddess given path, not shielded with a physical hood;
Darkness is not always equal to evil as light does not always bring good.

A simple skin seer of Sapphire;
Reassurance of the right path- Few loath, many admire.

Surrounded by a power circle, she embarks on battle after battle;
While holding tight to her teenage years, fear in her inner being ceases to rattle.

Advised by her Beloved Goddess, Nyx, from above;
"Remember, u-we-tis-a-ge-ya, the path in life is to choose love; always love."

Author's Note

This is for a contest I'm going to enter. I thought it would be fun, I'm a huge fan of this book series, and also it is my first dab at writing in some time.

Reviews

[Plume de flamme]

It's a very strong poem with some great rhythm.

[Everett DeValle]

Really really good stuff here...I Love the rhyming couplets...but it's the message of strength and hope you convey that puts this poem together...I also enjoyed the reference to your culture and personal beliefs, as well. Nicely done, Rose.

[Rose Masen]

Thank you!! :}

[Everett DeValle]

You're welcome. :)