“Evensong”
By
Colamaximus
With eyes wide and nostrils streaming in the wind the brute creation raced against evil with leather intentions. And with every hoof fall came a thunderous clap as the locomotives breath escaped from teeth that never held a bit, like a raven on eagle wings, Evensong flew to stay free.
Beneath the feet lie petals of hope offering their colors to the eye and when truly seen through the portals of the soul understanding thanks became a treasure filling the heart of the chased, like a raven on eagle wings, Evensong flew to stay free.
In a headlong stride memories of colt-hood revive the exhausted prey, all memories of yesterdays but cherished for this very day. By storing your every happiness you’ll hold dear these special keys, turning the tumblers of time and unlocking the will and love for life.
You could hear the howling minstrels as they crossed the open plane, giving breath to the memory of those broke and slain. Nipping at the heel is the ever present whereness being that of empty hearts, so hold dear thee, your every happy memory, for these are the keys.