Sunday, 7 August 2011

Past Lives

It seems that once upon a dream
As a dove danced on the sunbeams

I fought with warriors brave and bold
And wore a crown of purest gold.


Bloody battles won and lost,
That fateful day my life it cost

As a blazing arrow pierced my chest
And where I fell was laid to rest.


My golden crown stolen by the foe,
My lifeless body entombed below.

But still I heard my warriors cries
As I dove danced above the skies.


So many lives I've lived since then
But still I long for my warrior men

Who faught so fearlessly and died so brave,
For me, their king they tried to save.


© Jo Mummery (1998)