TIDESONGA Poem by Kitalia Emme
On broken wings we wait another day
We slumber in the quiet isolation. Until at last our freedom can be found. And we break the bonds that chain us to the cold unfeeling ground. We wait to fly away from human pain, to feel that breath of life one more. To stand atop the mountains grand. and once again rule hallowed halls; Such forces great at our command. We long to follow the wind once more, and feel the sea with its graceful waves. We long to burn with the heat of ember. And reclaim the world that once was ours, back to a time not well remembered. We're planning for the coming storm. The endless battles finally over. To return the world to the balance true. To mend the scars of human hands and see lands barren born anew. We long to change the tide once more. And call forth the fire and wind. To free souls fettered and damned. And hear our names sung once more as they restore to us our holy land. You hear the tides song calling out. You hear the voice upon the wind. You hear the fire croon its quiet call, "Come back to us, and rule once more, return to us from deaths cold door. You who created all." © 2015 Kitalia EmmeReviews
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Added on September 19, 2015Last Updated on September 19, 2015 AuthorKitalia EmmeTXAbout***Sorry for my absence. I lost a husband, fought addiction, and came out stronger that ever. I have been sober for 10 months. I am pulling my life together and healing from my loss (No, I wasn't wi.. more..Writing
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