The Last Embrace

I wrote this poem on Valentine's Day in 1996. I am not a rhyming lyricist..*giggle*, but this poem is one of few that I have tried using a rhyming pattern. I hope you like it. I believe the reason I wrote this was I was watching Excalibur for the first time. I was so captivated by the imagery of the whole film. This film was the inspiration for this poem. I hope you like it.

No more is what I feel,
To be in emptiness is all too real.
Up above the heaven, on a cliff,
Looking down upon the world as if she had
been dismissed.
From life's far face it wept,
To see its gentle fair-light alone, unkept.
The water's waves seemed hallowed glass,
A mirrored vacancy of empty mass.
From high above the earthly tremor,
There came a faintly echo, a tiny glimmer.
The ebb, the flow that trembled the ocean,
The knock, the twist of wind in motion.

The wings of the bird sheltered the sun,
As if to shield its rays, light come to be undone.
Shadow passed and swept the ocean's water,,
While it licked the wind and it called to her, daughter.
Her ears parted the wave and stream,
The light faintly shimmered and gleamed.
The bird came to rest upon her porcelain shoulder,
A white and solemn animal smaller than a boulder.
Its eys brightened beneath the foggy recollection,
A memory of grey and red, spoken with affection.
Her birth, her demise, the link, she was apprised,
Of her kith, such glistening speech, her hands flew up,
alive.

Of heaven above, her jarred soul quivered forward to,
A lasting serenity, a shy twin rainbow cascaded into 
yonder blue.