LAMENTATION of YESTERDAY

I bleed yesterday
For that is all that I carry in my veins
My heart lives in the past
When love was young
When the chosen came
Through fire and desert
Simply to gaze upon my shrine
Enchanted with the gift
Placed at the edge of the creation
An oasis for the blessed

Before my temple was abandoned
A warrior-poet learned my secrets
Storming my walls
With words of love and power
Summoning me with gentleness
Singing me forth from high tower
Now the wind’s howling echoes
Promises of divergent tomorrows
And the unclean prowl my defenses
Keen as desert jackals for my flesh

Yet I will remain a wraith at my own gates
Until yesterday has bled me dry
~~Feral Goddess, A. Green-Muilenburg

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