Ivana Herrmann

Hush

Hush, my dear- to hear them come, travlling over land and sea,
See the white sails high in air, in the hours of the wee,
Hear fast horses steady drums, leaving hills and plains behind,
Feel the myths the wind sends out, seeking others of their kind.

Watch the ships sail over oceans, shining golden, brightly white,
Seagulls following them closely, soft dull flapping on the side.
Listen to the sound of horses, mighty, black and of dark brown,
Passing sideways, land and mountains, villages and every town.

Hear the voices in the wind, calling you when dusk begins,
Telling tales as old as time, secrets, songs and other things.
See the lights in haze and mist, shimmering through every night,
Know these are the signs you search, shining dimly, shining bright.

Dont be afraid whatever comes, be sure theyre on their ways,
They come from far, from far away, from white shores and fair bays.
Travlling over land and sea, through night and day alike,
They have been sent to take you back, back home from your long hike.

Be calm and still my dear, my love, youre weary I can see,
Lie down and fear now nothing more, they come, they come for thee.
They hurry and will soon arrive- till then please stay by me,
Ill hold you tight and keep you safe until you shall be free.

Tell me one last time of the wonders your eyes have seen so long,
Embrace me, kiss me, touch my heart, nothing seems now wrong.
But oh- dont tell me you regret to leave me so behind,
Ill worship any memory of you deep in my mind.

And once theyre here then you will know, that everythings alright,
Youll understand that a new day follows after every night.
So hush my dear and close your eyes, so beautiful but full of tears,
Dont cry, I beg you with a smile, well meet again- in just few years.

 

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Published on e-Stories.org on 08/28/2004.

 

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