Calliope de Ravenscry

Emotions take shape
(of poetry),
Conquer bright hues
(and freedom),
Mind reveals a taste
(like that one of)
A cherry splitting
(inside your mouth),
So pouring
(it's sweet soul)
Now your singing comes head
(mysterious)
Among the foliages of this nocturnal wood
(mysterious)

As you rose and heard the noise of life
You loved who glorified it, in a fight, you knew,
With no end

Then nine sisters
The most wise
And noble you slip into
The mind of those who can
Listen
And maybe tell of deeds
That sound among this swarming

You sang so the worth wouldn't melt
Like foam into the sea
But gave light to the new men's way...

Hardly you sing, all imposing
Shadows stand out of past and future heroes,
Ever alive
Across the time and the space