Friday, 28 February 2014


illustration of W.T.Benda

I drink light and warmth to my fill
Dark night gives me moon, day the sun
Hungry hours can’t make my bone chill

Billowing sorrows around me are spun
I look upwards to see Zeus and Leto’s son

My fluttering wings bleed but my words fill the sky
Shining in the darkness they are never to die

Posted for Fireblossom Friday : Rhyme Royal & W.T.Brenda @ Real Toads