Sing a Starry Song

I'm a very violet vessel,
Within which spirals spring;
Of fathers I've known several,
And knelt before a king.

I've been to places no one goes,
Because they don't exist;
I've learned a few things no one knows,
Until they make a wish.

I've slid through doors that always shut,
And lock me where I am;
I've pushed through thorns that always cut,
And walked upon the sand.

I've played in fields of green and grey,
And spun inside a meadow;
Whenever I find a place to stay,
I don't know how to settle.

And when the tides rise up and higher still,
I'm lost beneath the waves;
And when the water claims to fully fill,
I long to feel the flames.

But the mirror doesn't know my face,
And the ice is underwhelmed;
But the fever burns and can't be traced,
Except in darker realms.

And this kingdom lies where daylight dies,
And births a starry summer;
Where children live in peaceful times,
And awaken from their slumber.

I'm a very violet vessel,
Within which spirals spring;
I don't believe in devils,
But I believe in being free.

Reviews

[Sandra Caskey]

Your imagery is very vivid, incredible. I love it!