My Lanternís Prayer

By Aetre


A lantern dangles from my hand

Lights were made for nights like this

When starless black becomes abyss

And cold windís whispers turn to screams


Downpour spreads across the land

Through this I travel, and, traveling on,

I shut out thunderís dreadful song

And with the lantern bear my dreams


For I now seek a greater light

Than this little lamp can release

I long for the warmth, the calm and peace

Of rain drowning in a pool of sun


May morningís glow replace this night

And screams become a playful laughter,

Sorrow, turn to smiles hereafter.

The road is long, and Iíve just begun.