JaðARR VITTA EKKI áST
JaðARR VITTA EKKI áST
S.JENSEN © 2017
(EDGE ENCHANTS BY NO MEANS LOVE)
ECHOS CHIDE
IN THE FANS WIND
BLOWING DOWN LIKE
A HUSHED VOICE
EDGES OF A LONG
LOST DESIRE OF A
FIRE EXPRESSED
SHARED
AND LEFT
IN ITS FREE SPOT
CROSSING INTO
MY CHOICES
AND SITUATIONS
SURRENDERED TO
THE HEART SO OPEN
TO NOW BE SO
CLOSED
OH SO DO I FEEL
LIKE THE FOOL
IN THE DEEP
DEPTHS OF
THIS NOW GROUNDED
SOUL
BACK WITHOUT WINGS
IN THE STILLNESS
CALLS A DREAM
OF SIGILS
PUZZLED ON
THE CEILING
LINGERING IN MY
MIND
CHATTERING PAST
THE LIES
WHERE THE KEY
TO HEAVEN’S GATE
SAID WAIT
AND HEL’S GATE TRIES
ALWAYS TO
GRAB A HOLD
OF THIS INVISIBLE
CROWN
RUSHING THRU
THE PLAINS
IN THE STILLNESS OF
THE TRESS
LIKE A PHOTOGRAPH
CRYING OUT TO
A FAR AWAY LAND
BEHIND THE
RIVER OF FIRE
LAYS THE BRIDGE
OF OLE’
DIMMED
AND
FADED
WITHOUT A GUARDIAN
NOR ANY
TO COVET
INTO THE GIFTED
HANDKERCHIEF
CARRIES THE SIRENS
SONGS
LISTENING
TO THE PULSE
WHERE THEY
CALLED OUT
YEARS
TO FADE INTO
THE ONES LEFT
NO DRINK
NO FOOD
OH TO THE BIRD
FROM ACROSS THE SEA
TREATED ME WELL
IN THE NEST
SAYING NOTHING MATTERS
WHEN I HELP YOU
WITH THIS DEW
DROP OF HONEY
IN THE BROKEN THREADS
DANGLING TO THE LEFT
TASTED DELICATELY
LIKE AIR’D SWEETNESS
FOLLOWING THE PATH
THROUGH THE FOREST
PASSED THE FIRE RIVER
SEARCHING
FOR A PULSE
THROUGH THE COURSE
ACROSS TO THE CASTLE
ALL NOW IN RUINS
IN THE STABLES
RESTS THE POWERFUL
HORSE
SHAKEN AND TATTERED
PERKS ITS HEAD
TOWARDS ME
SAYING THAT WAY
ON THE PATH
MOSSY COBBLESTONE
A DOOR SWINGS
TO AND FRO
WAITING
LATCHING IT BEHIND
BLACK IRON AND TORCH
RESTS UNLIT
ZIPPO
SETS IT A FLAME
OH TO WIN THE
WHEELED CART
GATHERING IN THE
BROKEN MOATED RIVER
MEETS THE FIREY
GLOW SMOKE RISES
LIKE THE STEAM
GLISTENING
BETWEEN THE SHADOWS
SAND BLOWN LINES
THE EDGES SEEPING
INTO THE CRACKS
IN THE DARKNESS
THE LIGHT SHINES
TO THE TUNNEL
AT ITS END
THE HEAVY WOODEN DOOR
RESTS AJAR
WITH A GLOW IN THE DEPTHS
BECKONING
NOW THE HARP SOUND
FILLS MY EARS
AROUND THE CORNER
I SEE BLUE
LIGHTENING SPARKS
AND RED FIREY COALS
FLYING IN CIRCLES
ON THE FLOOR A PIT
PITCH BLACK
FULL OF EMPTINESS
THE HARP SCREAMS A SILENCE
OH SOMEONE IS HERE
I STAND THERE
NOTHINGS EVIDENT OF
A LIVING PULSE
I SEARCH FROM THE EMPTY
PAIL
OF MIMIR
TO THE LANCE AGAINST
THE THRONE
COBWEBS ABOUND
THE GOLDEN LADY HARP
SITS TO THE RIGHT
AS ALWAYS
I WALK TO HER
STRUM A STRING
SAYING INTO IT
WHERE IS
EVERYONE GONE
SHE SAYS MY DEAR
NO ONE HEARS
NO ONE SKALDS
NO ONE FINDS
THE PULSE
ALL THE BLOOD ROSES
HAVE DRIED AWAY
THE DUST SETTLES
IN
TO THE FACT
THERE IS NO LOVE
LEFT HERE
ALL THE GODS
TRAVEL THE UNIVERSE WAY
I SAY IS HE STILL HERE
SHE SAYS OVER
THERE IN THE CORNER
IN HIS COOLED DOWN
MADNESS
DRUNK ON THE
TEARS OF THE TATERS
TO HIS BELOVED’S DRESS
MAYBE YOU CAN
WAKE HIM
TO SENSES
FOR SHE SEEKS HIM
STILL OUT THERE
SO MANY HAVE FALLEN
SO MANY LEFT
SO MANY BEADS LAY
ON THE FLOOR
SHATTERED
I WALK AROUND THEM
AS I SEE MY OLE’ FRIEND
THROUGH THE LIGHT
IT REACHES HIS CAT EYES
GLOWING
I SAY DEAR
WAKE AND WALK
WITH ME AWHILE
HE SAYS YOU CAME
BACK
SO LONG AWAIT
I SAY ITS TIME
YOU CROSS
WITH THE REST
I SEAL IT AS I LEAVE
HIS BONES CREAK AND GRIND
AS HE MOVES
LONG GREY BEARD TO THE
FLOOR
HE PICKS UP HIS SWORD
SAYING HERE
TAKE
THIS STAB IT INTO THE RINGS
I WATCH THEN HIM
FADE TO A GHOST
HE SAYS AS THE SIGILS
SHIFT ON THE
CEILING INTO
THE STONE RINGS
TILL WE MEET THERE
ONE DAY
THEN HE IS GONE
I PIERCE THE SWORD
IN THE CEILING
TO THE RINGS OF STONE
TO WAKE
BACK HOME
IN MY BED…
OH TO THE GUARDIANS
OF MY DREAMS
I WILL RIDE
BACK TO
THE HALLS ONE DAY
FULL OF ITS
LONGING
… FOR ALL ARE
INTO THE UNIVERSE NOW.
