@GrimdarkRoxy
For Orion:
Sculpt the stars
And crest the moon,
Know that I
Will be there soon;
Smoke in my eyes
And dust in my palms,
Breathe in and scoop
And form without qualm
The beginnings of stars,
The tellers of dreams,
Fly I will on,
They scatter, agleam.
For Atlantis:
Sink, dreamer, see
What lies under a darkened sea.
We we proud, we were clever,
Our mythos stretches forever,
With a click and a clack
All sorrows attacked,
The water grew darker,
We saw a marker
Of our doom in the waves.
Now I foresee the graves.
We are wizards, we are seers,
But our grief won’t disappear.
Enjoy!
For Orion:
Sculpt the stars
And crest the moon,
Know that I
Will be there soon;
Smoke in my eyes
And dust in my palms,
Breathe in and scoop
And form without qualm
The beginnings of stars,
The tellers of dreams,
Fly I will on,
They scatter, agleam.
For Atlantis:
Sink, dreamer, see
What lies under a darkened sea.
We we proud, we were clever,
Our mythos stretches forever,
With a click and a clack
All sorrows attacked,
The water grew darker,
We saw a marker
Of our doom in the waves.
Now I foresee the graves.
We are wizards, we are seers,
But our grief won’t disappear.
Enjoy!