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Two Blue Oceans
- Two Blue Oceans -
Memory One: Peace, Serenity, and Sorrow
I look into the distance, and I see the ancient days reflected,
Other worlds, other times, other ages now lost to all records.
I look within, I see the place that is most securely protected,
From within to beyond, to a paradise filled with songs of birds.
A singular oasis, where in other flesh we oft went to feel peace!
Those of my house knew not of our secret meetings, lost love.
Yet I oft did sneak away, to bask in the wonder of your company,
Beneath the moons of a world no eyes see when gazing above.
Across myriad lifetimes, I never could pry you from my heart,
And I remember you still, though I walk on another world now!
How it ached for me, the last day when from you I had to part,
Because of a cruel matriarch, before whom I was forced to bow.
Your eyes were as blue as pools of water in which I oft did bathe,
Whilst your lips were as the kiss of an angel, meeting my own.
And, your hands upon me were caresses more gentle than waves.
Where now are those sands on which we walked, far from home?
No mind knows the way, when gazing at those countless stars!
The heavens cloaked our passage, when to this Earth we came.
But never did the ages heal the pain of my self inflicted scars,
Born from sadness and loneliness, amid the pouring alien rain.
When rain came to the oasis, and you were not there to greet me,
The fruit of your love, I longed to taste and to once more savor.
A taste of Paradise amid the sands, a taste of bliss to set me free!
The one I served understood not, and bestowed no such favors,
As fair as the glory of our forbidden, but never forgotten, love.
The matriarch was cruel at times and I kept from her our trysts,
To protect you from her wrath, and keep the tapestry we wove...
A tapestry of fond memories which I came to most sorely miss.
Why did she hate your kind so, when I saw only beauty in them?
Perhaps she was jealous, and it made her not wish to understand.
Our peoples were enemies, and yet you I could never condemn!
Now it is only a memory, buried beneath a distant world's sand.
Sometimes, the memory of you comes strong into my inner eye,
Which gazes upon things that are beyond human comprehension.
Where has your spirit gone, does it walk beneath an earthly sky?
I cannot see your fate, and of it I have heard not even a mention.
Some things are closed even to the knowing of any sacred vision,
But my heart remains open, a part of it still your dwelling place.
Our oasis in the desert, a place without conflict or any confusion,
Filled only with love, and the blessings of our love's purest grace.
Other waters cool me now, but those of your eyes I never forgot,
And they are sacred to me, housed in the temple that is devotion.
We will meet again in Paradise, I will keep you in my thoughts...
Where at times I bask in your eyes as if they were two blue oceans.
Because I loved you, and for love's cause ultimately I so fought!
Memory Two: War, Death, and Rebirth
So far beyond the days of the Elemental Wars it had so been,
When unto the world wherein we knew one another I returned.
Long past when that wicked matriarch had plotted and schemed,
And caused so many of your people to suffer, perish, and burn.
The peace we had established was short lived, in the very end;
The people of the sacred waters, whom I came to love and respect,
Until I thought our peoples were united, as secure as any friend...
Rose up against those who they had sworn to honor and protect.
Your people sought revenge for when mine had them oppressed,
Until there was no safe place on that world where I could abide.
I was told to flee, that the cause of our uniting was now hopeless,
And yet I stayed, hoping to be reunited, once more, at your side.
The law of an empire I was sworn to uphold, and to seek a ceasing,
Of the resumed war that I had thought had been long ago resolved.
So many perished, so many fought until the deaths kept increasing,
Yet, I would not flee, I would not see our presence easily removed.
I never spoke of how I died in that life, not to this great of a detail,
Because it pained me to think of it, and yet here I write of it at last.
The capital was surrounded, the cause that I had served had failed!
Your people demanded blood, and they came upon the walls fast...
Too fast for us to fight away, with all the weapons and technology,
That were no match for the numbers of those fighting to the last.
I knew your cause was just, and that you fought with true dignity...
Which was why I wanted peace, before that forcing of my hand,
That forced me, with tears in my eyes, to stand against good folk.
Justice was absent in the final hours, when blood soaked the land!
At last a peoples' revenge was come, the throwing off of a yoke...
Which I never wanted so placed upon your kindred to begin with.
I cried out, asking why you continued to fight me, knowing well,
The reason for the uprising that had come against my every wish.
The city was being torn asunder, its' gardens burning like some hell.
Many I had loved had left the planet, hoping I would them so join,
And yet I fought on, with the few remaining at my side faithfully.
The hours seemed to slow, until ceasing felt the coursing of time...
Soon, I was lost in a sea of faces who glared at me most wrathfully,
Until I was surrounded, and cut with countless blades into my skin.
The killing blow was not delivered by any man, nor by any soldier!
The warriors parted, leaving me to die slowly to pay for past sins.
You walked over to me as I lay broken, bleeding; I was much older...
Than I had been when we had kissed and secretly of love celebrated.
Tears were in your eyes, as you said unto me: “Gislu, I still love you.”
Then mercifully you took a sword in hand to remove my dying head,
As my eyes gazed into yours, drowning in two oceans of purest blue.
Your name was Chi'shirah, and I died saying it, going to my rebirth!
We will meet again in Paradise, if we never reunite upon this Earth.
Memory One: Peace, Serenity, and Sorrow
I look into the distance, and I see the ancient days reflected,
Other worlds, other times, other ages now lost to all records.
I look within, I see the place that is most securely protected,
From within to beyond, to a paradise filled with songs of birds.
A singular oasis, where in other flesh we oft went to feel peace!
Those of my house knew not of our secret meetings, lost love.
Yet I oft did sneak away, to bask in the wonder of your company,
Beneath the moons of a world no eyes see when gazing above.
Across myriad lifetimes, I never could pry you from my heart,
And I remember you still, though I walk on another world now!
How it ached for me, the last day when from you I had to part,
Because of a cruel matriarch, before whom I was forced to bow.
Your eyes were as blue as pools of water in which I oft did bathe,
Whilst your lips were as the kiss of an angel, meeting my own.
And, your hands upon me were caresses more gentle than waves.
Where now are those sands on which we walked, far from home?
No mind knows the way, when gazing at those countless stars!
The heavens cloaked our passage, when to this Earth we came.
But never did the ages heal the pain of my self inflicted scars,
Born from sadness and loneliness, amid the pouring alien rain.
When rain came to the oasis, and you were not there to greet me,
The fruit of your love, I longed to taste and to once more savor.
A taste of Paradise amid the sands, a taste of bliss to set me free!
The one I served understood not, and bestowed no such favors,
As fair as the glory of our forbidden, but never forgotten, love.
The matriarch was cruel at times and I kept from her our trysts,
To protect you from her wrath, and keep the tapestry we wove...
A tapestry of fond memories which I came to most sorely miss.
Why did she hate your kind so, when I saw only beauty in them?
Perhaps she was jealous, and it made her not wish to understand.
Our peoples were enemies, and yet you I could never condemn!
Now it is only a memory, buried beneath a distant world's sand.
Sometimes, the memory of you comes strong into my inner eye,
Which gazes upon things that are beyond human comprehension.
Where has your spirit gone, does it walk beneath an earthly sky?
I cannot see your fate, and of it I have heard not even a mention.
Some things are closed even to the knowing of any sacred vision,
But my heart remains open, a part of it still your dwelling place.
Our oasis in the desert, a place without conflict or any confusion,
Filled only with love, and the blessings of our love's purest grace.
Other waters cool me now, but those of your eyes I never forgot,
And they are sacred to me, housed in the temple that is devotion.
We will meet again in Paradise, I will keep you in my thoughts...
Where at times I bask in your eyes as if they were two blue oceans.
Because I loved you, and for love's cause ultimately I so fought!
Memory Two: War, Death, and Rebirth
So far beyond the days of the Elemental Wars it had so been,
When unto the world wherein we knew one another I returned.
Long past when that wicked matriarch had plotted and schemed,
And caused so many of your people to suffer, perish, and burn.
The peace we had established was short lived, in the very end;
The people of the sacred waters, whom I came to love and respect,
Until I thought our peoples were united, as secure as any friend...
Rose up against those who they had sworn to honor and protect.
Your people sought revenge for when mine had them oppressed,
Until there was no safe place on that world where I could abide.
I was told to flee, that the cause of our uniting was now hopeless,
And yet I stayed, hoping to be reunited, once more, at your side.
The law of an empire I was sworn to uphold, and to seek a ceasing,
Of the resumed war that I had thought had been long ago resolved.
So many perished, so many fought until the deaths kept increasing,
Yet, I would not flee, I would not see our presence easily removed.
I never spoke of how I died in that life, not to this great of a detail,
Because it pained me to think of it, and yet here I write of it at last.
The capital was surrounded, the cause that I had served had failed!
Your people demanded blood, and they came upon the walls fast...
Too fast for us to fight away, with all the weapons and technology,
That were no match for the numbers of those fighting to the last.
I knew your cause was just, and that you fought with true dignity...
Which was why I wanted peace, before that forcing of my hand,
That forced me, with tears in my eyes, to stand against good folk.
Justice was absent in the final hours, when blood soaked the land!
At last a peoples' revenge was come, the throwing off of a yoke...
Which I never wanted so placed upon your kindred to begin with.
I cried out, asking why you continued to fight me, knowing well,
The reason for the uprising that had come against my every wish.
The city was being torn asunder, its' gardens burning like some hell.
Many I had loved had left the planet, hoping I would them so join,
And yet I fought on, with the few remaining at my side faithfully.
The hours seemed to slow, until ceasing felt the coursing of time...
Soon, I was lost in a sea of faces who glared at me most wrathfully,
Until I was surrounded, and cut with countless blades into my skin.
The killing blow was not delivered by any man, nor by any soldier!
The warriors parted, leaving me to die slowly to pay for past sins.
You walked over to me as I lay broken, bleeding; I was much older...
Than I had been when we had kissed and secretly of love celebrated.
Tears were in your eyes, as you said unto me: “Gislu, I still love you.”
Then mercifully you took a sword in hand to remove my dying head,
As my eyes gazed into yours, drowning in two oceans of purest blue.
Your name was Chi'shirah, and I died saying it, going to my rebirth!
We will meet again in Paradise, if we never reunite upon this Earth.
Published 23rd Apr 2024
Author's Note
This poem tells of several memories, both blissful and terrible, pertaining to a past life of mine that I wrote about in my Ancient Memories series. This also tells of the end of that life, and my death in it. To learn of the life I lived following my rebirth, read “Return to Edenkyn: A Cycle of Reincarnation”
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