poetry, The Lost Journal, The Sovereign

The Lost Journal: Sanctuary

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I have my eyes closed, for I am at peace

I hear the birds fly by, the rush of the mountain breeze

A distant rumble of voices, onto my ears roll

But only faintly, for my sanctuary has swallowed me whole

It seems like evening, although I cannot be sure

Time seems to have been suspended here, broken by this haven pure

My mind at ease, breathes in deep

An air pristine, makes demons seep

I tread without purpose, a walk slow

I am wandering now, drowning in my thoughts’ flow

Devoid of destination and of pain, I tread

My mind feels anew, ignited

I remember the future as I remember the past

I see the explosions, that had shaken the war last

I remember building my sanctuary, pulling it together from shards numb

And I remember a far-off future, where ashes it will have become

Troubled I am, by this unreal loss

But for greatness and welfare, into the realm of unknown must one cross

Protect my sanctuary I must, as long as my existence

But also let go I should, and progress for scaling the distance

For life goes on, unpredictable and fleeting

And onward one must march, a valiant heart beating

The Sovereign

Dated:
Hydrean: 7 of Monolith 36
Ennead Year of the Calyce

Copyright 2016, Vaibhav Thombre

Author’s Note: It’s poetry this week ! This post marks another form of experiment in the Empire of Carane series. First person narrative from the Sovereign’s point of view albeit in ‘poetic’ form, as he records his journey in his journal that has since become lost in the sands of time. For more from the Sovereign’s Journal, you can check out: The Lost Journal: The Chains of Time.
Next post: The next time we meet, we continue our journey of ‘The Burning Market’ series as the Sovereign and his team pit against the dark forces of Fjor Manar and an unknown enemy in Part II Ep VI: The Shards of Life. Find the journey till now: Part II Ep V: The Last Arrow

Vaibhav.