On the first day of last spring
He felt a tug in the proverbial string
As she walked into his universe
That began that very day
With a divine aroma born into being
She was the epicenter of his existence
The meaning of his journey in every sense
His breath of esoteric air, she was,
In the eternal sea of cosmic essence
Her voice was the beacon
He never knew he searched for
And the depth of her soul-gazing eyes
Brought him to the sought-after shore
She knew too...
Of his heart that made hers beat
And of his angelic eyes
With that profound seraphic gaze
That smelled of divine flowers
And of everything sweet
His smile was the ethereal sky
That sheltered the clouds of her being
The container of her heart of imagination
That breathed colors into a magical spring
They conversed about light from stars
And of worlds that could be
They witnessed the seasons
And the birds fold their wings by the tree
They talked of the mystical rains
That lived and rambled beyond the plains
And of rivers and oceans of glee
And the holistic fabric that made the sea
But on the last day of their first winter
They did not know
Their words of togetherness
Would be like the words of a last letter
It would carry
The ambrosia of her essence
That once was
But also a potion of existing nothingness
That let their story pause
He no longer had his epicenter
Without life (her),
His existence did saunter
He would sometimes smile
But it missed the glory that she adored
Fate took her, but not in entirety. Never.
For they have promised their bond
To be beyond now and that of forever
Until then, he has their last words,
His treasure.
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A Little Something:
This piece is written in a form similar (an inspired form) to a "Lay". Though a Lay generally follows a fixed rhyme scheme and is often written in octosyllabic verses, there are often Lays (one such written in the 13th century) that follows multiple rhyming schemes, verses of different lengths, i.e. non-uniform stanzas, and varying syllables.
The same has been done here, multiple rhyming schemes (but with a single rhythm) and verses with varying syllables. Of course, the quality is different. However, hope this piece conveys the love and narrative passion with which it was written.
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