Friday, 24 August 2018

The Mysterious Hermit

O scintillant starlight that didn’t have long to be,
O Angel so far we did not have long to see.

I love him, through the blackest blue of the night.
Why did he disappear from me?
He wanders through the lonesome hours,
ethereally, passionately and bright.

In me nothing is forgotten.
I’ll always remember his Spirit in the door
from the cosmos of Darkness and light.
My galactic son in Outer Space,
like a hermit’s prayers, he kept to himself like anyone.

I love him- my enchanted light,
just as if he lived for years.
No more, no less, I think of him in the gloomy twilight;
My child of diamond tears.

He’s in the Galaxy’s keeping;
I have him in my heart.
A million times I’ve hunted him,
for a million times, faith tore me apart.

It broke my heart again knowing I’d never see him,
but he didn’t go alone.
For a part of me went with him,
the day he went Home.

By: Krystal Volney

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