An Extraordinary Time

03/03/16

Such a fighter,
In the end still taken.
As the flames lick its wounds,
So many dreams forsaken.
On the Other Side
When its spirit awakens,
Its tales of Earth,
A congregation harkens.

So open
To protect but not harden,
In search of the ever
Favorable pardon.
Unable to keep alive
So many roses in its garden,
Over its years, so many tears,
Any soul would be shaken.

Covered by a bark
Much like burned dragon scales,
Falling away as its
Insides do swell.
It can no longer be harmed
As its armor does fail,
The angel does arise
As a heavenly spell.

Breathe deep as energy and
Essence do twine,
A mystical, magical tale to unwind,
A song to be sung, an evolution of the mind,
Whispers sweet the salvation
Of an extraordinary time.