CAMELOT FANTASIES

The intricate beauty
Sound of the harp playing
Soothing any misgivings
To the point of extinction
Plucking each chord
Definite distinction in its melody
Almost like a lullaby
Consoling the grief that has eased
Considerably
Heaviness in my heart
Tweaks my eyes to start
The floodgates
From an avid stream
Tears escape quietly
I'm confused
My inner knowing understands
My beloved mother is in a better place
Uncontrollable sobbing
Has evolved into a silent weep
Healing are the calming + comforting sounds
Of the harps + flutes
Allowing the pain to wash away
Cathartic rain
As I walked under the ominous clouds
It's mood a complete match
To the veiled shroud
Solitary walks eases the strain
Of refraining and my need to complain
Dissolves
Each step breaks the chains
Of my own resolve

~Divine