avatar of music
sorcerer of sound
into the world of darkness ventured
bring back the loved one he had lost.
With his haunting music
to slumber and to sleep
then crossed the spectral waters
to reach the kingdom of the dead.
the inner chambers before the dreaded gods
stirred by love and passion
armed only with his song
he strung his lyre
the temples of his sound
the colours of his chant
the mournful darkness into the rainbow’s spectrum hues
stilled and silenced
was enraptured by the beauty his song.
Consenting on condition
that before darkness turned to light
he did not view her face
the gods then loaned her back.
in song and hope he led her
through maze-like tortuous paths
voice in amber veiled and music saffron toned
he craved for the beacon of the sky
love and doubt
back he turned to look
silence stilled his music
sorrow quelled his voice.
death displaced desire
to no avail he searched his voice to chant an ardent prayer
which before had raised the dead
hushed and stilled
as she again expired
music and musician
waned and passed away.
Doleful and dejected
in death no blood he shed
that he bled
for only that had filled his veins
now across the tide of time
the echo of his music haunts us to this day
as if to banish distance
eternalise his song.