Fallen at Dawn

At the Dawn She fell from Heaven’s grace
Determined to feel mortal embrace
She walked among the shadowed legion
Her Light grew dim from ev’ry region

Wandering, lonely, fearful and lost
Amnesiac to her Spirit’s cost
Amongst mankind she often did play
Yet to the darkness she became prey

Measured by every temptation
Pleasured in every sensation
Narcissus raged against her soft heart
Bruised and broken she still did part

Settled in with the mortal mundane
Her divine past she could not sustain
Soon the Light from within Her would fade
‘Til the crack in her armor self-made

Spiral into madness she would go
As Her divine nature yearned to grow
The Truth, so soon, would claw its way out
The Gauntlet of the truly devout

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About ninefolddragon

I am a self-proclaimed writer, spiritualist, and warrior. My primary writings are poetry and essays that evoke elemental visualization and are written in honor of the sacred feminine.
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10 Responses to Fallen at Dawn

  1. Kay says:

    Spiral into madness she would go
    As Her divine nature yearned to grow
    The Truth, so soon, would claw its way out
    The Gauntlet of the truly devout

    this is very relatable. I think we are all in the end searching for our own truth. Whatever that may be.

    -Kay

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  2. Kay says:

    What means of communication do you use? It’s rare to find people who love to write poetry like I do.

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Faye says:

    DEEP. Reflective. Once knew this. Not now.

    Like

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