muffymorrigan
Oct 08, 2010 23:40
The lament of the fallen still rings--or something like that. Maybe my version of Paradise Lost
Fallen Home
Returned to where I began
I stand breathless
My eyes seek the horizon
But it is gone
The light removed
Fire touches the sky
I remain as I was
Empty, grieving
The secret shame of heaven
Hidden in the Dark
And here I remain
poetry,
lucifer,
fallen