Sageness Fallen

Eyes

Were charmed by the sight

Of stone on the grass -

Grey mirror of sky.

Stars

Lit golden tree crowns

With millions of fires

That showed me the road

To world

Of the tear-crying rains

That talk to the flames

And winds of the past

Where beauty -

The queen of free hearts

Was sister of those

Who despised the horde.

Standing praying on the sunset

Caressed by tender wind

Ancient oak-tree's spread its green arms

In the embrace of dusk...

"You saw legends with your own eyes,

Ages grew under your feet,

Filled with freedom and desire,

Thoughts and feelings buried fast...

Wake the secrets that you keep

From their deep eternal sleep -

Let them be the sacred whip

For the cattle hearts !

Let your tar womb be sweet home

For the wisdom that will roam...

Nature'll dwell under the dome

Of the ancient arts."

Stone became red

Of the fury and pain,

My thoughts and feelings

Were all faint in vain

When archangel sword's aura

Was licking the face

Of the shrine

Containing the ways

To unknown. And the drops

Of the amber blood fired

Scarlett hearts and black souls

Making them feel the sight

Of the emerald eyes

Belonging to ancient sage

Bearing thoughts,

Awakening the rage.

Leaves were howling loud

Under weeping clouds,

Moon was taking me

To the secret paths,

Golden dust was making me blind...

I saw slaughter of sheep and burial fires.

Fingers pressed on steel

Making it start crying,

Moonlight on the blade

Was the lightning bright.

Grass was drinking red wine

I'd entered the world of dreams and desires !