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Just a poem
Written by: Aiko Ceadenanch, Initiate of Water
Date: Monday, December 16th, 2002
Addressed to: Everyone
Darkened Sky
Wind sweep me off my feet
Carry me away
Show me distant places
Show me another way
I do not understand this
These clouds that I now see
Obscure the sight of dreamers
And say they shall not be.
I fall into this dark sky
Unsure of what is to come
A vision in my memory
A fear that makes me run
What to say to this...
What to seek and find?
Perhaps this is all a dream itself
A fantasy in my mind...
Be free O wrestless wings
I stretch you now to fly
And watch the world beneath us
The lives we see flash by
Such a fleeting thing
These dreams that I now see
Of people that will come and go
In this darkened sky of me...
-Aiko Ceadenanch
Penned by my hand on the 5th of Sarapin, in the year 323 AF.
Just a poem
Written by: Aiko Ceadenanch, Initiate of Water
Date: Monday, December 16th, 2002
Addressed to: Everyone
Darkened Sky
Wind sweep me off my feet
Carry me away
Show me distant places
Show me another way
I do not understand this
These clouds that I now see
Obscure the sight of dreamers
And say they shall not be.
I fall into this dark sky
Unsure of what is to come
A vision in my memory
A fear that makes me run
What to say to this...
What to seek and find?
Perhaps this is all a dream itself
A fantasy in my mind...
Be free O wrestless wings
I stretch you now to fly
And watch the world beneath us
The lives we see flash by
Such a fleeting thing
These dreams that I now see
Of people that will come and go
In this darkened sky of me...
-Aiko Ceadenanch
Penned by my hand on the 5th of Sarapin, in the year 323 AF.