The Darkening, a Lament

- Kingunderthemountain

The Darkening, a Lament

I had two trees, clothed in ashen wood.
I watched for the birthing of their leaves.
Amid gray splendor, they shone and stood.

Emerald stars came down; I knew they would,
And clung to limb, and tree, and ivy wreathes.
I had two trees, clothed in ashen wood.

Leaf and limb: a perfect brotherhood,
Through their sinuous cores and amongst their eaves.
Amid gray splendor, they shone and stood.

The sepulchers of shades, withstood.
Shadows glistened; their fire wove,
I had two trees, clothed in ashen wood.

Enemy – wraith with Hell’s wrath and hood
Watched, with raping eyes among the thieves.
Amid gray splendor, they shone and stood.

Waves of ruin from he who could
Who cast my trees into the seas.
I had two trees, clothed in ashen wood.
Amid gray splendor, once shone and stood.