Laments Of The Golden Mouse ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

 

The small voice of the Golden Mouse sang
ringing out again and again
Retrace thy steps!
Come Away!

Tis not thy time
to cross the Bridge!
Fleeting is this dismal shadow
flickering across thy mind

The Reapers Abode is not thy due
But Regions Radiant and Fair

The Specter is naught but
shadow glimmers of gloom
a trickster of vapour, not real

Blank icy eyes dost disappear
and eyes brimming sweetness are here
Coughs rattle be banished
no fear!
Come Back Magician, Seer!

A Mouse's waiting warm heart
fast beating with bated breath
waits to enfold and comfort
thy tears sharing

Foot~falls retracing away from the Bridge

Watching together a shimmering dawn's Sun
upon the verdant Emerald Isle
with Amethyst clouds passing
the Sun... in an Azure Sky Risen!

Golden Mouse and Magician gleefully drink up the Sun!

*~MAGICKAL HuMMiNgByRd~*

*~ aka ShiVaNi SaNnYaSiNi~*



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