The closed book
A bright moon shines over a sacred shrine
as I carefully wrap a book in velvet cloth
An epilogue to a long history was written
Guardians of peace will now behold dark tales
I wrote so long, safeguarded a knowledge
as I travelled through the streams of time
A million mistakes now gathered on parchment
Stories gathered of growth through pain
Guardians of light who once gave me a mission
To walk through lands of grief to grow
I now return this book in your hands
To keep the kinowledge harmless in your light
Once the stories opened reigns of agony and hurt
Now merely an archive to search when needed
The future is mine as I walk into the light
The history book of the past now completed and closed
© Froststorm August 2005
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