Obsidian

"Obsidian"

Garnet eyes of the mystic beast
Haunt the eye of he who haunts thee
And he who lurks in the shroud of darkness
And he who is not blind, but nor can he see
Behold, the thing more beast than a dragon

Sapphire moonlight over a calm lake
Life thriving all around, but now at night
No where safe is to be found
For where one man hides another lurks
For every sleeping creature, a hunter is at work

Emerald eye of Egypt’s goddess,
That seems to know what no man does
And here he lies in our house
And growls and scratches at the wall
And see the mystery of past

Ruby bushes and sublime enigmas
Neither shall part with thy eye nor heart
And what lie in the petals but only start
To show the magic of time, of when man wore wreaths
And women showed their true identity

Diamond like sparkle in nothing but dust
A dream in the pile of other men’s rust
And as for the purity, lie not in the cut
But by which two hearts it binds
And whose face it unveils in time

Obsidian pupils of every man and woman
Black as the night in which they may hide
And yet for all these many years
We find our hearts entwined
In the magic of this world and the next



IDOMAD, 2007