Embracive me

It came to me one day: one soundA deafening whisper silence broke.And with its music stabbed my heartThat slept for ages, and awoke.

What can it be this burning light,Scaring away the silent blind?The fire bird flickering throughThat grabbed my soul of air to bind.

I rise to it, surrender all,The burden of beautiful sins.Yet of the cry of lonely heartsA darkened trace in me remains.

And as I step on dying stones,Of worlds I knew, that ceased to live,I find my feet are cold and sore,To gentle winds my limbs captive.

But now I dare to walk ahead.The search of whispers, light, endures.And on its path I shall remainUntil the sound of me abjures.

I shall never again returnTo the cruel vicious world of pastIn which resentful bonds still crave,For now I am no slave at last…