Fire ignites
Purpose-fully
In the Lair of Dragon
relent-less power and mercy.
Unto us has arrived,
A lone maiden
Claiming to be;
A Fire Ignitor
***Of Life***
Wicks of eternal
hunger….
feed the flames
that feast within us.
She claims to bear
a gift; the treasured
Seeds of Knowledge
and Discernment.
The Sword of Truth
rang out piercingly,
gathering us together.
Undetermined yet…..
Whether we devour,
or Allow her flesh to live.
Upon her slender frame,
she carries a canvas bag
of moistened earth.
Scatters it about the ground
and squints to plant.
Seeds of radish, cucumber,
and tears of grief.
Standing in celtic beauty;
her voice loudly exclaims
enraging our thrones mightily!
Tell me what you doth see?
Poem Link: The Maiden, Fire Ignitor.
http://allpoetry.com/poem/4560803
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Will she live to see light of dawn?
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