I thought I’d reached a crossroad.
My muse and I at last.
I thought that sorrow’d left me here
With anguish in the past.
I’d said “I’d need no sad words”
That I could seek the light
I wish that I’d known better,
I wish that I’d been right.
I thought that anguish held me back
I’d thought my muse was dead
But I look around me now and find
My saddest works may lie ahead
I felt a certain power
In smiling and the light
As if it fueled me, raised me up
There was no need to fight
Darkness is so slow and cold
I’d tried to clutch the day
It felt so good to be there
I wanted just to stay
But she had told me otherwise
My muse she mocked me so
I’d never be without her
To the darkness back I’d go.
~ Ceridon Dalkorith
May 04, 2013
Gypsy Concepts 