Sorcerer of the Night

Sorcerer of the Night

A Poem by thetish

Glancing up into the early morning sky,
you brightly radiate magic and might,
your grandness subtle, yet refined.
Such elegance, such poise.

Across to the East her majesty mocks,
artistically coloring clouds and sky.
Gentle oranges upon soft morning blue,
True beauty - joy to the soul.

Back to the West I seek a response.
Will you answer with rage, disgust?
Will you show who has like power?
Or who has more greatness?

Aloof, disdain, you show no intrigue,
knowing well your place in the order.
No need to challenge her grace.
No need to proclaim grandeur.

I walk on, then stance in a shiver,
a soft whisper, a kiss on the wind
a caress on my cheek, a tingle.
My breath robbed from in.

Frozen I stand in shock and dismay.
When my heart weighs in - awoken -
Whose soul is on this road with me?
Who sends love to me today?

The power you hold, grand lunar king,
is one of captivating enchantment.
I humbly bow, meek in your presence,
You are certainly magnificent,
the sorcerer of the night.

© 2017 thetish



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Such a sacred feeling of wonder rises in your words. There is a journey that transports us across the Earth and into the heavens. Dark and beautiful!

Posted 6 Months Ago


thetish

6 Months Ago

Thank you. Your comments make me feel as though my words have more weight than I tend to believe.

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