To the Mystery

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by Madrigal ap Unafel Colwythh
Shadow Poet of the Shimmering Veil

To hear His tunes of wild despair,
Soft melodies that split the air,
Is to hear the final blessed call
When the breath of life abandons all.

The songs He sings are merrier still
When they celebrate the quiet kill,
When life and love are littered 'round,
And that which binds us stains the ground.

So open your eyes with jagged blades
And, even as your eyesight fades,
Staunch the flow with salt and mud
To cleanse your tainted, grieving blood.

Then you may go, lithe and clean,
And from Him greater mysteries glean.
Friend, listen for that tight-strung lyre
That frees you from the muck and mire,

To carry you beyond the Pale,
And lift from you the Shimmering Veil.