Bey'orn

hash call from out bey'orn the fells

silence now shattered; it did dispel

three did they crawl from their place

and gaze upon their sweet embrace

beings so small, like them in shape

frail minds, caught in the wake

of ancient beings, cruel and wise

gave them direction, towards demise

he did not care, none could know why

his mind was set on air earth and sky

simple minds, useless to him

could not share the works within

graced by their existence

saw her time

rise from the edge

light did she bring

gaped at her swiftness

brought balance to day

pushed for some time

across the plane

he sought the answers

with them he could bring

infinite knowledge

new eras ushered in

from fires glow

anger brought food

small changes in patterns

the balance ensued

cool tears of peace

bring in the night

raise the waters

cause sleep and fright

unchanged differences

gambits and logic

games of great laughter

to pass the time

his gifts were but nought

ravished by sun

burnt all it could see

dust into dust

he screamed at his captor

why could this have happened

six flashed of light

and he stood no more

imprisoned in stone

deep in the first plane

she cried for him each night

she laughed every day

cruel tricks played on his mind

no one for company

except his own mind

unable to release

imprisoned by his mind

relished the moment

she did not mind

question her decision

foul sickness in her mind

lost for eternity

lost from both mind's

Intense was his rage,

damned for all time

forgot his own name

lost, to him blind

unable to move

sickness in breath

one purpose for him

to avenge his own death

when the time came

deep his chest heaved,

unable to move

terror and grief

consumed his mind

eternity did call

from the dark place

unable to fall

destroyed in his haste

sick feelings of rage

he now could feel fire

the enemies lies

burned him like a pyre

forgotten as quick

sorrow filled him

fire searing the cool

his memories dim

red eyes faded

judgment of blue

fathom of all

sensations now cool

poison beyond bondage

shackles of sick ice

cold crystals of fire

but at what price

not magic...

the purpose for life

the reason for heat

the reason for fire

the reason for light

the reason for dark

the reason for balance

diluted in time...

the reason for time

time his only friend

his only aid

he would be free

soon in his mind

aeons from memory

lost even from time

one day he would return

icy braces of death

clamped to his body

leaked fumes of pure death

if she had only listened

seen through her vile thoughts

he would be unbounded

free to roam!

but that was now useless

whats done has been done

time his companion

waiting for the sun...