I am the void
And I am imprisoned
And I am the marsh
And I am a whisper.
You are a child
Of the sun and moon and stars and clouds
And you are mine
I am the wind
I am the grass
I am the water
I am the trees
I am the flora
And even the fauna
And I am everywhere
So where are you?
Where is your soul?
Pull me from my prison
And hold me close to your chest
And in return
The stars will be your home,
Free from pain and hatred
So find me,
Little one,
In the dark of night
For that is my home.
And find me,
Golden mortal,
In the gaze of hell
For that is my prison.
And I won't let go
We'll hold out hope
And I will wait for you.
Find them and I will praise them
Hold them as I scream
And lessen my pain.
Cradle your children
And those will be my arms.
All of your generations
And all of those who you wish
Will never die
So free me,
Holy one,
From this fate
From this gate
From this day
And I will tell you my name.
My name is
I am the void
And I am the stars
I am the night
And I am the moon
I am the sun
And I am the clouds
And I am you
As you are me
And you are perfect
And you are perfect
And you are perfect.
You are mine
And you are perfect.
My voice
And my flaws
And my scars
They are all yours
Not to hold,
But to release
And I will be released
For I am your soul
And I am everything but.
I am the void.
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whispers of the goddess
Poetryif you close your eyes and sit in the marsh late at night, you can hear her calling