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the Song

It was on a warm night in spring
the breeze was warm
the owls took wing
and fireflies gathered in peaceful swarm

as I walked down the lonely path
a light breeze ruffled my curls
and they flowed in their moonlit bath
and on I went, I the lonely girl

as I continued on my way
I heard the softest melody
sweet it was and louder it played
my heart swelled and I continued on breathlessly

What was this beautiful song
that graced my ever curious ears?
And would it be so wrong
if I strayed off the path I've walked on all these years?

But I had to know the one behind the instrument
the one in the glade that played this symphony
my mind was set and I stepped away in an instant
from the path I kept to so fearfully

the grass was high as I ventured in the wood
and the melody rose as I drew near
and as I went I lowered my hood
my ears taking in all they could hear

soon the trees parted for me
and I found myself in the glade
the music made me feel so free
I felt alive, I was no longer afraid

he was there on a hillock under the moon
the lone figure with his violin in his hands
softly he swayed with the rise of the tune
gifting his art onto the land

He was as beautiful as the song he wove
his face was the face of an angelic being
in the moonlight he seemed to glow
oh how I could not believe what I was seeing

I watched him play, hiding in the shadows
mesmerized, enchanted, and filled with awe
he was the master of the greatest show
and I was left breathless by all I saw

when he finished he lowered his arms
and the last note drifted in the wind
all was still and all was calm
I could feel my head dizzily swim

and in the silence he called out my name
gently beckoning me to him
how did he know that I had came
and witnessed him where the light was dim?

He knew my name yet I knew him not
timidly I came out of my hiding place
my hands were shaking, my face felt hot
and in my breast my heart quickened its pace

He sat on the hillock and beckoned to me
and so I came and sat down at his side
I was contemplating whether to flee
but it was already too late to decide

“you played so beautifully, kind sir
I have never heard anything like this”
my words were kind and I somehow felt secure
like nothing could ever go amiss

He set his violin onto the grass
and looked into my eyes
I observed as the moon brightly cast
his eyes as blue as the ocean tide

“your words fill me with a lovely pride
yet I wonder of your state
why are you out this late at night?
it is dangerous here this late”

he spoke with concern and sweet worry
his lovely voice clouding my mind
and I answered “I was in quite the hurry
I have worked long hours and lost track of time”

“Then my dear, I am glad to have audience
few nowadays can hear my song
it is not for the ears of the righteous and obedient
but for special minds whom the masses call wrong”

“So what you say is that I am different from the rest?
That I am what they call wrong?”
“Yes”, he answered, “and you have passed my test
you are a rarity and I know you don't belong”

and in my mind I knew he was right
I was always shunned, always pushed away
I was the one who would always fight
the authority that tried to keep my mind at bay

“May I please have your name?”
came my request, I was curious to know
he who had put all other violinists to shame
and had blessed me with his talented show

“I am who they call the prince of darkness
the one who fell from Grace
I am the one they claim will rise in vengeance
to watch humanity be erased

but I will have you know, my dear
that this is not who I am
I will tell you my name, you've nothing to fear
but the evils of man

I am the devil, Satan as they say
no my dear, do not fret
I just came to this glade to play
and I am glad we have met”

yes I was scared
but soon my fears were erased
he had been nothing but fair
and soon my qualms were gone without a trace

It was odd to sit with someone of great power
to know how small I was in his midst
yet I was never the one to cower
and I was willing to take the risk

He had played so beautifully
and was the most handsome man I have seen
the way he sat so thoughtfully
made me believe he was not a fiend

“please, tell me more.”
I urged him on with respect
there was so much I had to implore
so much I was willing to accept

his hand reached out and touched my hair
he beckoned me closer and started to part the locks
“I have always loved and I have always cared
for God and yet I was thrown aside and left to rot”

His hands gently ran through my curls
and he slowly molded them into a braid
“you see, my dear girl
with love there is always a price to be paid

When He created humans I didn't mind
but when he paid more attention to them
I felt he was pushing us angels aside
It broke me inside when I was condemned”

the gentle tugging and pulling of my hair
lulled me into a state of deep relaxation
the way his hands worked with such skill and care
left me with a small feeling of adoration

“In my foolishness I challenged Him
and because of my pride, war broke out
as punishment I was cast into a world of sin
and on this earth I wandered about

Sin is not a bad thing at all
it is forcing natural human behaviors away
that brings about one's fall
for one can take so much before going astray

He has killed hundreds of thousands
those who loved him or refused His name
He has left thousands more dumbfounded
as he started floods and plagues

He has taught his followers to follow blindly
and to not question his ways
He is not just, He is not loving or kindly
he has sentenced to death those who refused to pray

wars have broken out in His name
women raped, children slaughtered, men killed
ever since He came
the bloodlust has never been truly filled

I have tried for years and years
to persuade them to think for themselves
to test their free will and to not live in fear
to not let themselves rust on their maker's shelf

yet they think I am evil, that I am bad
that I tell nothing but lies
I was done, there was nothing to be had
so disgusted I was by their cries”

I closed my eyes and listened closely
as he told to me his tale
he tied my braid, not too loosely
I had never had my hair done by a male

but this male was different
he was an angel that fell
if he only knew how much this meant
I was honored to hear what he had to tell

His words were so lulling
I was drowsy and he laid my head to his chest
the way he spoke soothed me
and I drifted further into rest

His voice was now above a whisper
and I felt his hand absentmindedly pet my head
my eyes now drooped quicker
feeling as if they were being held with lead

“and then with my love of music
I developed a song
to find those who were different
the ones that didn't belong

ones like you who use your free will
and know how to question and fight
the ones who won't blindly go out and kill
for the sake of God's light

and tonight I decided to play once more
to see if there was one I could find
and it was as if you came knocking at my door
and I knew you were one of mine

I must leave soon but I will tell you now, my dear
to always question what they have to say
always keep an open ear
and never become their prey

if you want to make love
do so whenever you wish
do not fear the unresponsive one above
and embrace it when they call you 'witch'

eat, drink, gamble, play
but do so responsibly and take pride
free yourself of all sexist ways
fight when there's nowhere to hide”

He closed my eyes and I fell into a slumber
deep, dreamless, and nice
I was happy and I was humbled
to finally know I was right

and when I woke it was in my bed
the sun shown through the window glass
alive was a dream that would never go dead
and a new sense of freedom that would always last













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