Some people say the old way's gone
it's secrets in some old grave
some people say
the old way's forgotten
lost, no-one remembers
it's hidden now they say
they're wrong I say
to say it is gone
if none seek
nor reach
toward veils hiding
unclouded crystal
walk these roads
dig with hands
forever faithful
dream, sing or pen it
those ancient highways
conjure words the old way
paint scenery on paper
joie de vivre dance
once was buried
under sand
(image to follow)
so Ozymandias persists!
ReplyDeleteThanks Kit, you are right, a little of Shelly persists. Should I be worried or...?
ReplyDeleteBeautiful Jeff. I love the mythic atmosphere you've generated.
ReplyDeleteThanks Rachael that seems like phew... :)
ReplyDeleteI wanted a kind of prelude to the series I am working on.