Merlin
I stand atone in darkness deep as night
This path I walk has long forsaken light
and yet within the silent cavernous deep
soft voices echo - will she her promise keep?
through caverns lit by earth’s own fire
entered in deepest sleep, by my desire
I yearn to feel the moon soft rays
bath in her silver light as earlier days.
I watch the ages like a torrent pass
transfixed in time, a victim caught in glass
voices resounding loudly in my head
call to the world that I am long time dead.
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