May 22
‘𝘉𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘦’
. [The Muse, ]
In the middle of the night, the dreamers are awake
Fulfilling prophecies, and mercies are made
Evial is a lonesome goddess
Left to deal with love harder than be less
Ahead, see ahead
Be all right
Be (h)is light
Telemachus is a wolf in den of vipers
Be in dreams or not, they were 'round ways not
Hath it not been an arrow
But a scream of agony and its borrows
And together
The two was met under the sky
Where an arrow of love and grief struck just by
Light enough to brighten his
Light enough to light a fire for tis
Hath, child of bright Hyperion, be is light
For a young wolf had a larger heart
Than those slept on cradled grands