Harbinger of Peace

[InThePooPoo]

it's been a long time since i've felt i don't belong,

everywhere i go is home,

and it's all thanks to one stroke of luck




a serpent's eyes are meant only to see movement,

they see nothing but things to bite,

or things to slither off from in fear

most people don't look them directly,

it's useless, most would believe there's no soul to see

eyes that will do nothing but turn flesh to stone

You saw something else, though.

Something that has a song to sing...

a human being, hiding beneath serpent's scales.

Your eyes see inspiration,

the world moves you to write rhyme,

to tell anyone who will listen about the beauty you see.

You bear a gaze that will turn a heart of stone to flesh.









A wintry oak sapling struggles to bloom outside the swamps of Paritas.

Like me, she will never bear the beautiful colors of her family.

Despite that, though, she carries on, staying alive against all odds.



You put her there, 

I dug her moat, and we have kept her ever since.

As I look upon her, I believe I finally understand what you see within me.

A blank page is far more blessed than one spilled over by ink...

you can write the most beautiful sonnet with that page.

All it takes is a will and a desire.










Though she struggles to keep the green on her leaves,

an infant tree bearing tidings of autumn grows right beside the winter sprig.

Like you, what she is meant to be is plain for the world to see,

yet there is so much more to become.


I put her there,

you feed her, and my waters keep her healthy.

My gaze finds her leaves, hopeful for the future to come.

One that might bring her many different colors to gaze upon,

much more glee to bask in,

and many songs yet unsung and unheard.


Hope for something more.