I saw father in a waking vision this morning
He was standing on the deck of a ship with no crew
Traversing a throbbing, turbulent, limitless sea
He called out to me over the hiss of waves:
“You are slumbering in a land that will remain dark
Until ecstasy nests in your lonesome body
The knights have been killed in foreign lands
The king enjoys the quiet sorrow of his empire
My tired body has been broken against rocks
No one is returning to bring the light
Call if forth from yourself in the endless night”
(Kelsey Bee)
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