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Lorea - Woman of the gods.

Submitted: January 21, 2013

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Submitted: January 21, 2013



Lorea (pt.1)

Before the vast depths of the night sky,
A Moon holds above shapely lands,
Behind her - the stretching cosmic abyss,
Out of grasp from mortal-bound hands.

Mother Moon with her stars of thousands,
Which surround with a whispering, infinite brilliance,
Mother Moon, goddess Luna,
Gazing over these rugged ancient wilds.

Through tall trees, and across flowing rivers,
Surrounding and rushing over enormous usurping mountains,
The night air flows, gives breath and empowers.
As the violet hue of dusk slips further away.

Passing sweeping hills and filling deep chiselled gorges,
Carrying nocturnal birds by which they soar the night.
And over a land under command by it's most natural lore,
Thrives and decays in the eternal tide of life.

Know of one beneath this starry scape,
Born not from any woman who partnered with man,
Who sees clearly with a pure and primal gaze,
And who's blood line descends from the gods beyond.

With an unflinching poise and delicate strength,
She rose from earth bearing subtle beauty.
Speaking no language of any civilised tongue,
Yet her eyes communicate fire and song.

'Lorea' - the name she'd come to recieve,
Whom some would loath like a poison seed.

"Lorea...!" they'd cry as their blood would spurt,
Child of the stars... born from earth.

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