Perched in an alcove
Devouring an epic saga of dragons and knights and ladies fair
Bright and wondrous
Words of light and love, magic and chivalry encircling
***
When suddenly
The words stop making sense
The letters
Whirl
Around
In flurried
Chaos
Like snowflakes
Beating
Furiously
Against
A darkened window
Faster
And
Faster
They swirl
Vowels and consonants spinning
Not connecting
No words are clear
Which way
To turn
How to make sense
***
Stop
***
This is our chronicle
We are each the author
The creator
The artist
No outside king, champion, or sorcerer need be penned as the hero
For if allowed to lasso the letters they will imbue their own words
There are many who wish to create a tome about fear and darkness
That is not our story
***
Drop to the space between the lines, hold the silence for just a moment
Clarity will be found within the aperture, among the stillness
Allow the words above and below to dissolve for they were nonsensical
When the chaos has cleared the narrative will have been rewritten
Oh, there is still magic and chivalry
It never disappeared
It was always there, we just stopped looking for it
We only lost our place for a moment
Light and love is eternally the theme
This is our story to write and our chapters to bookmark
Eternally we sign,
Happily Ever After
About the Creator
Renee Ranke
I am a reborn writer (funny since the name Renee means 'reborn'). On my mystical journey, I have rediscovered, in writing, a long-lost love and a way to strengthen my connection to my own divinity.
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