Silent Sentinel
~
locks of golden hair
cascading from the lofty tower
maiden fair eyed hazel blue
where supposed love held her captive
she tossed petals soft upon the wind
as words flow deep from lilted quill
songs harmony from garret high
she’s dreaming, singing of another
through tethered chains an bolts
…knew he couldn’t hold her
locking her away
awaiting a day
her heart might sway
but the maiden had a view
far and across the land
she dreamed of a man
not the man that clutched her
his power and might
sadly showing in his mount
from which he’d long fallen
the silent sentinel
gives no real notice
her heart slipped from view
she was singing of you
dreaming of you
longing for you
spilling words quietly
under her sentinels
unwatchful eyes…
she kept on singing
as he slowly died
yielding only
to the song in her heart
~
Rain © cls 2003