sounds were rising –
chrysalides for the yet unborn
crystalline shivers…
still were the waters,
undead the moonlight –
and aerial was the calling
of the sound-bender…
and all were silent…
Elysium bowed
under salty heaviness
and doubled up with pain,
unallowed to rebirth the lost
yet sounds kept rising –
chrysalides breaking
tracing furrows
in the molten souls that were
listening…
unshed fire caressed
crimson and black and golden
and hearts were born
where there had been none
and all were crying…
rocks blossomed under
the taming ether
exposing the bones of
ancient rainbows
and sounds kept rising –
chrysalides blooming
mourning the morning
never to come…
*Author’s note: for those not knowing it, Agriope is the other name of Euridice, Orfeu’s beloved wife :).
© 2017, Liliana Negoi
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