Sentinel

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© Shi
Silently watching
sweet moonlit sky
reflected in his eyes
the darkest night
The frost will glisten there
on painted glass
and if you listen
you will hear his voice.

Calling through the mists
calling through the mists

Myths and Legends
and those stories of old
tell of the Hunger
and they need to be told
there's no escaping from the gloom
of the night
and he is waiting there
for you to arrive
who does the Wolf love
is he loved in return


Silently waiting
it becomes clear
just keep your distance and
never come near
The warnings written there
in drifts of snow
will fade away in time
will fade away in time

Myths and Legends
and those stories of old
tell of the Hunger
and they need to be told
there's no escaping from the glooom
of the night
and he is waiting there
for you to arrive
who does the Wolf love
is he loved in return
who dares to ask
who dares to ask
this Sentinel of the Dark
Sentinel....
(c) Shi 2020