Wingless Horses

wingless horses

and we were like wingless horses

running across the sky

pounding hooves like rolling thunder

fleeing from the clouds that cry

you and I, so much in love

you and I, so much in hate

you and I, too young to carry

all that worry, woe and weight

we didn’t know what we didn’t know

we didn’t see what we couldn’t see

our hearts would look for hidden treasures

found only inside you and me

days when love would pass like strangers

nights when dreams would burn to ash

weeks when life would slice our fingers

as it hurried by so fast

and then it slowed and then it stopped

and then it drowned in pouring rain

and then it died of great neglect

and then it came to life again

great breaking hearts inside our breasts

grew stronger with each pain and tear

no separation put asunder

the union of our love and fear

you and I, we fought like lions

you and I, we sang like birds

you and I, we killed each other

with our passion and our words

but we rose up like wingless horses

that didn’t know they couldn’t fly

and raced the winds that blew against us

let them raise us up so high

until we reached the pinnacle

until we left the lowest depths

leaving madness far behind us

and sang to love with our last breaths.

©by Voo Shining Stone

Aug 6, 2012

2:00 a.m. 

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SHADOWLING

DOWN IN THE MEADOW WHERE THE WHIPPOORWILL CALLS
AND THE WEEPING WILLOWS GROW
THE MOON STAYS FULL MOST EVERY NIGHT
AND THE GOBLIN WINDS DOTH BLOW.

THERE IS A SHADOWLING BOY, THEY SAY
LIVING IN THAT PLACE
THEY'VE HEARD HIM LAUGH AND SEEN HIS TRACKS
THOUGH NONE HAVE SEEN HIS FACE.

UP ON THE ROOF IN MIDNIGHT'S DARK
DOWN BY THE WISHING WELL
THEY SAY HE HAUNTS THE VILLAGE GREEN
THEY SAY HE COMES FROM HELL.

WHEN MISCHIEF IS DONE, THEY SAY HE'S THE ONE
WHEN SOMETHING IS FOUND AMISS
THEY SAY HE'S TO BLAME, THOUGH NONE KNOW HIS NAME
AND I'VE COME TO INQUIRE ABOUT THIS.

FOR MANY MOONS, I'VE SEARCHED THE MEADOWS
THE FOREST AND THE TREES
AND CALLED FOR HIM, THE SHADOWLING BOY
BUT NO ANSWER HAS COME FOR ME.

I BROUGHT HIM ROSES FOR PRESENTS
AND BREAD THAT I BAKED MYSELF
AND WHEN I TURNED 'ROUND AT THE WISP OF A SOUND
THERE WASN'T A CRUMB OF IT LEFT.

ONE NIGHT IN THE STORM AS I STOOD BY THE BROOK
AS THE DAY FADED INTO TOMORROW
I THOUGHT I HEARD A LOW, LONELY CRY
AND I THOUGHT I FELT HIS SORROW.

IN THE LIGHTNING STRIKE, I SAW A SHADOW
AND THE SHADOW STOOD ALONE
I REACHED MY HAND OUT TO THE GHOST
BUT IN THE NEXT BREATH IT WAS GONE.

THE PEOPLE SAY HE'S EVIL
AND MALEVOLENT AND MEAN
BUT I DON'T THINK IT'S FAIR TO JUDGE
SOMEONE YOU'VE NEVER SEEN.

THE SHADOWLING BOY IS A FABLE, SOME SAY
AND OTHERS SAY, A MYTH
BUT I THINK HE'S REAL, IN MY HEART, I CAN FEEL
HE'S THE ONE THAT I WANT TO BE WITH.

I'LL SEARCH FOR HIM AS LONG AS IT TAKES
TILL THE END HAS TAKEN OVER THE WORLD
BUT THE THING YOU DON'T SEE 'CAUSE YOU CANNOT SEE ME
IS THAT ......I AM A SHADOWLING GIRL.

©BY Voo Shining Stone
1:30 p.m.
Jan 19, 2005