Delusion and Illusion

Delusions of grandeur.
Illusions of love.
The flight of that one
pure white dove.

The sparkle fades.
The clouds are weeping.
Secrets never worth the keeping
cry themselves to sleep.

The glamour fades.
The cliffs have crumbled.
The mighty kings
have all been humbled.

The spell was cast.
One great enchantment.
Earth energy was spent
too fluently on whims.

They stumble as the backwash
rushes down again through them.
The wizards and the witches all -
melted into puddles on the ground.

All the magic they once found
is on the loose again.
Chaotically, it seeks its home
out where the angels dare to roam.

Dark and stormy, all the clouds
are gathering together.
Magnetized, beyond the will of man.
Darkness spans the vast horizon.

It's happening again...

? Michaelette ?

4/8/2002
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