A Melody of Worlds

                                            A Melody of Worlds

               I hear a song, Echoing Across the Skies, bringing Peace, bringing Love with it’s notes, things Grow, young ones come into the world, into a perfect world, with no death or danger, nothing, not even fear, a place where they can play, laugh, and live…

              A Melody of Life, A Melody of Peace, where children, laugh and play, I hear a
Melody of Hope…

       I bear the arms, menacing, walking the path of destruction, towards Death’s door we march singing song to encourage others, to keep our hearts brave and true and to strike fear into the hearts of our enemy, shields splintered, weapons tarnished, victory at hand…

       A Battle Cry of Might, a Herald of Yet to Come, where kingdom’s clash and empires fall, a Melody of War…

           I speak the words, Cold, written in Stone, amongst the people of this perfect world, plants wither and die, I am the Frost, that comes to take Life, stealing it’s breath, it’s warmth… casting fear into others,
Dread, Death…

            A Dirge of Death, a Rhyme of Chaos, where Death roams, and Disease triumphs, Silence whispers, A Melody of Decay…

       I walk amongst the Fire, it’s warm, soothing, among the embers, the Phoenix is my friend, it’s soft feathered wings stirring up the flowers and the wind, bringing the era of Death to a close, reliving that which was once dead and decaying, the great firebird flies higher, giving new life to the grey skies, the color, the songs, Return…

             A Song of Fire, a Hymn of New Life, destroying the wall of sorrow, bringing the colors back, from the fire that destroyed it, New Life returns to the world,
A Melody of Rebirth…

             I see a Dream, one that has yet to be realized, growing, always changing, never stopping, creating new things and improving, some things that we add, represented by this ever changing dream, connects us to one another, even though our additions are not the same…

             I hear the Voices of Worlds singing out, so they can be heard, their voices joining as one, they’re dreams merging to form the unrealized,
I listen to the songs of Happiness and Love, Sorrow and Hatred, Rebirth and Wishes, Dreaming the same Dream, a Melody of the Heart, a Melody of Dreams,
A Melody of Worlds.  


                                                 ~Elizabeth G. Bennett
                                                                 Aka: Andel Ebonstar