+++
Little Dreamer with so little Hope
Trying to wash away the Pain of Shame
With Grace of Words and Silent Moves!
Be You,
even if You is so broken!
Going Up or Down?!
It’s all the same!
Just keep it going,
All the rest - background Text!
+++
Your Dream can grow into Reality
If you Fight your way with Pen and Paper
That’s your Sacred Angel Power:
Holy Sword of Poetic Word
And Red Armor of Verve and Passion!
+++
You hold the Light of Purity, my Angel Friend!
Don’t let it burn away in useless worries.
Make it Great, make it Count
Yes - Like a Wildfire of Celestial Choir!
They will see, or they will not…
But anyway -
You Hold your Might!
+++
Be the Dreamer of your Dream
Washed in Splendor of your Tears!
It can be so damn hard -
To carry weight of Inner Spark…
Even in times of Failure:
When what you build is crushed in Ruins
And Last Hope is almost spent…
You hold on…
A little more…
Then,
Little Dreamer will be no more,
And instead - New One will Rise!
With the Mark of Greatness lasting!
***
•(Poetika Ascendis Viorelyana
ad Kristian Exaltus Maximum)•
No comments:
Post a Comment