Her Murderers

While you’re asleep
They steal her away from your mind
Darken and polish her many names
And reintroduce them to you
As a counterfeit salvation
From the chaos they’ve created

For thousand years
Thousand times
They have been trying to murder her
Fictionalized, mythicized
Dishonored, defamed

And if they don’t stop
And you don’t wake up to fight
She will shine too bright
And feast in the dancing fire
Burning all that refuse to come
Because true light
Cannot be darkened


​Patience is what we need to allow things to grow. 

Whatever you cut short cannot fluorish. When you are not patient in relationship, the love in you and them got cut short.

Your full gifts are received when you let them manifest fully.

Like how I love you, my dear Lucembearer.