Lost

Lost

Waves beat on the shores of jagged beaches

Like the sound of drums

Like strings of the finest hair screech and scratch at the rocks

The gulls’ hoarse from calling to the sea

Rapid beating of hearts in tune with cries of a vessel

Collision

Celestial fires of the empyrean region

Peek from the grayness of an obsidian sky

Molten sounds wrap the borders of the forsaken boat

The waters calm, whispering their doom

The storm passes

Leaving a man stranded

On the soft shores, cloud-like sand

He bawls and bellows for ghosts long dead

Panic escapes his throat

Replies cease

Corrupted silences fall

Cries erupt like magma escaping

From a stone prison

Mourning comes

Day breaks

Nothing but the tempo of the

Waves fill his mind

Hush, Hush

Memories plague his world

Cold, Frozen like the wasteland of a Lost Kingdom

Then a glimmer of hope

Children

Wife

“I am coming home”

Imprints disappear from the pearlescent sands

As the green waters wash them away

Wisps sheppard him to their haven

Rays of colored dust billow around their figures

Whispers of Wisps

Prophecy of a Lost Soul

To be Found

A key

A key to home rests in a single challenge

A dual

A dual with champion of Nemesis

Metal clash and clang

Porous liquid seeps through torn fabric

And with the hand that strikes

On the Fates’ threads

The man stands, soles deep within

Dead flesh

The Earth cries

Victory

The Gatekeeper walks, treads on the ground

The man acquires the key

The key to open the Heavenly Gates

They appear, Wife and Children

Radiant innocence follows their path to

Father and Husband