Seieihime

“The wind blows gently As feathers fall around me A dove perhaps?” Glassy eyes, filled to the brim With pain and longing She is…all alone? A curious face Not one I’ve seen before Why is he crying? Our paths differed Twisting and turning In seemingly the opposite direction And so, we moved forward One toward rejection The other to infatuation A blank face, small figure And a heartless attitude Surround her in shadows An energetic demeanor Infectious smile and lonely soul   Adorn him like a cloak A gentle breeze catches her hair As the forest around her Teems with hidden life And cautious eyes watc

Betrayal felt much colder Than the ice creeping through her veins Or the blizzards she had powered through No, it was a different kind of cold One that leaves anger and pain in its wake Letting go was harder than he thought it would be Leaving her in the arms another man Was something that he regretted More than he was willing to admit Elsa was on the forefront of her mind But she wasn’t the only one there ‘Will he…miss me?’ Panic drove him down the winding halls of the palace ‘Please! Please be okay!’ ‘Anna!’ ‘Love blossomed in an endless winter Like a flower blanketed in

Light twinkles above me Refracted off ruby eyes In my watery abode I am…lonely Plush grass greets my claws It is strange here Nothing like my home Perhaps I can find it here It was coincidence that it saw me This small, weak, squishy creature It couldn’t possibly sense me Definitely a coincidence It came back….again Constantly, constantly bothering me I thought returning to my lake would help It didn't Why won’t it leave me be!? No matter where I go It’s there Looking at me with its big, glossy eyes It got bigger It’s less squishy and more solid now I don’t think it remembers me

As I walk through clouds, sheltered by rain I paint the trees that oh so gently brush my feet. I sit and watch as the rivers sing secret melodies And spires cut holes in my gently flowing clouds; As purple rain soaks my swaying fields And glass flowers shatter at its touch. As I breathe in the smell of earth, The cracks beneath my feet are swallowed by time. Memories shimmer in the distance And my sunsets are but clouds of dust. I run lies between my fingers, Like blades of grass that cut my skin. I hold the shore-less ocean in a bottle And cast my fears to the bitter wind. I cradle the moon on my lake-bed And gather the stars to sleep at n

Hold my hands and imagine; A place no one can see. Where memories are lived out And oaths cease to be. You can paint your skies The colours of your dream And swim in the waters Of forgotten galaxies. If everything you can imagine Could sprout wings and fly. Would you follow regardless Of what you leave behind? Would you abandon stability And take to the unknown To follow something reckless But all the same your own?