The songbirds awaken with the first tunes of dawn
And serenades break amidst clouds
Whilst long words retaken spin with grace of the fawn
And away goes the shivering shrouds
Bright eyes spring to conscious in inquisitive gaze
The grass sparkling diamonds of dew
The oblique of mornings pierces warmth through the haze
And everything rises anew
One pair was shining with particular glee
One mind gave radiance, feeling fresher than spring
One heart felt cooler than the sweet autumn leaves
Lyrethal Iris sang the song of the breeze—
His lips bore a curl that none could forget
His face drew emotions from the soul’s own palette
His presence was cherished as the sun could be perished
But nothing would notice him yet.
The murmurs of children falling out of their dreams
The wonders all gilded, enveloped in steam
Everyone saw him but none understood—
But he couldn’t blame them—nobody could.
The world saw him everywhere—the sun was his carriage;
The warmth behind daylight to heal the disparaged.
When joy was abundant and dejection struck few
The grasses once sparkled with diamonds of dew.
The seconds flowed forward in their steady pace
His strength waxed and weakened but he glided with grace
Residing in hearts with his candle alone
He warmed all the world and drew sunlight from stones
Wherever he traveled, the gold swiftly followed;
Wherever he smiled, he silenced all sorrows
As day pursued footsteps from behind came in starkness
And as moon trailed the smile the world fell into darkness
The evening would whisper, enticing the fool
The starlight would sprinkle the mem’ries anew
The moon brought a presence so refreshingly cool—
But grasses grew dimmer as the diamonds grew few
And then day never came
The world stood still
The grasses would change
And despair took the hill
None could remember the smile of his features
And none could recall what he sang
And sooner or later they returned to their preachers
And soon it began to rain—
And henceforth the nameless went nameless once more
The smile flickered faintly as the notes lost their score
The moonlight befell all the world below
The daylight paced onward
But nothing would show—
—The diamonds were drowned and the grass wouldn't glow—
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Submission Name: The Nameless
