Saturday, June 07, 2003


She rises from the ashes
fully grown, red hair
gleams with strands of gold
green eyes search for a long sword
left below the altar

She descends the stairs
from the table's flames
pale hand reaches for the blade
fingers drag along the cape
showing garb's importance

She leaves the temple
where the ancestors burned
head allows she will return
heart wonders why her kind is cursed
to walk the earth alone

She fights for the humans
she knows are true, strong arm
smites the wicked and cruel
keen ear listens for the tune
which calls her to the altar

She ascends the stairs
to the table's flames
pale hand places down the blade
fingers leave beside the cape
for one she'll never know

Karen A. Romanko

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