The Mesmerizing Brilliance of the Past

Flames flicker brightly,
Red heat soaring from the pyre,
As thousands watch in gathering,
To see the blazing fire,
In mesmerizing brilliance.

A life cut short by unfortunate times,
A life not meant to end,
The beats of the heart of a little girl,
Her energy all spent,
In mesmerizing brilliance.

And the beauty rings,
And the silence stings,
As the voice of a beautiful woman,
Carries all around the world,
Everyone looks up,
For the source of melody,
But you cant trace the source
Of a song to a deadened voice.

Roaring great with the wind,
As the hymn picks up pace,
And the crowd round the pyre,
Hums to voice of grace,
In mesmerizing brilliance.

And the beauty rings,
And the silence stings,
As the voices of the waves,
Echo all around the world,
And the girl smiles,
From behind the veil,
A smile pure and warm,
To those who sing her song.

She opens her eyes to the view,
Of a forest full of deep green trees,
Realizing quickly,
It was nothing but a big old dream,
Of mesmerizing brilliance.

And the beauty rings,
To those who sing the song,
Of a deadened voice.

Lord Riashain a'Bertal

Penned by my hand on the 5th of Daedalan, in the year 365 AF.