Friday, 12 September 2014

Cape

So another day has come and gone
The longest day of the brightening sun
Yet no one called; no one showed
For the funeral of the strongest bird

It used to soar, it used to glide
To shine bright in the morning sky
And glitter with the morning due
As it settles, hidden in the branches

It died alone, sunk in deep
At the end of the horizon of the world
If you raise your sails, you’ll see it
Melting in the dark horizon

Red and blue, like the dark and a glow
The longest day withered so soon
The brightening sun, like an Eagle; high
Enclosed its cape of wild grey on the mourned on world

Like a summer’s breeze, short and soothing
Cold and shivery, the sun went out
The grey went black, and the cape kept stretching
Until there was no more "A Sun" and no more “A World”

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