The Fallen Divine

POETRY NEWS #935
Date: 10/18/2012 at 6:21
From: Kalell Mirirawen
To : Everyone
Subj: The Fallen Divine

I dedicate this to all of our fallen Divine.

Every moment sings with fascination
As silence sits behind the vivid veil.
There is no rock not rife with revelation,
Nor word that will not ultimately fail.
Likewise, we are masks upon the void,
Uncreated at our empty core,
Mirror of what cannot be destroyed,
The nothing that the thing is destined for.
The being of our being is delight;
The nothing of our nothing, pure perfection.
Just beyond our day is utter night;
Just within our heart, its blank reflection.
The gift of life brings joy well worth the pain;
The gift of death brings us home again.


Penned by my hand on the 2nd of Solis, in the year 1 AM.