Swords of Love
She rides the winds of change and yet the sound of thunder rest upon her feet
She rides as thunder within her winds,
The glades of the light hits her back within her flight
The wings shields her fall within the skies so bright,
She rest her storms within her fight
Her thrones awaits upon the foundations at night
She sits upon a castle no one can see
It is her lights of her home she can be ,
In the meadows you can smell her hair it breathes of silence and fright ,
They say in the storms her voice thunders as cries in the night
The hearts that left her the silent it may be
They say she can be seen within the dark night skies, they say she is the stars hidden so bright,
They say she has a name that no one knows,
It silences the deaf ears of shame
It has meaning of life
She was once was thrown to the storms of the paths of the wind,
She once walked the paths of love beneath the trees,
This earth was her footstool of friend,
She became nothing but yet everything that sings,
Her music plays for the stars when all sleeps in their days ,
Her heart is the flute that sings to the death and yet brings life
She breathes upon her own shadows for it is which gives her flight ,
They say now she watches her silence of breath ,
The enemies that once thought she was dead
They say she can ride as darkness falls to their deaths
She throws her shadows to that which becomes dead ,
The tears was once upon the fight within the battlefields of the grain,
The blood became her footstool for her gain,
Her heart became the potion for her flight to ride her battles so true
Her cries became her heart to make her new,
The love once became that to which her sword became her breath,
No one knows her name but the life was no more dead.
Swords of Love”
Sheila Woolum © July 15th 2019
