Wednesday, 14 December 2011

Maybe not all tales become fairy tales

Once upon a time, there was a prince and a princess
Courting by a limpid lake, under blue summer skies…
He was a warrior inside, but gentle and caring;
She was a rose grower at heart, living in the midst of an ivy garden…
They were meant to share love and richness
Dreaming of being held together by nuptial ties,
Innocent dreams reflected by sweet feelings…
They were lost in their own heaven
Until one day the War called the Prince to fight
And he renounced his princess
Choosing instead the lone life of a monk over her…
She tried to explain to him that some bonds last beyond time
But the Prince chose Reason over Love
Abandoning the lonely princess midway…
She now wears the veil of silence and solitude
Living in lone green fields waiting for flowers to turn golden
Lost in the memories of her prince…
He leads a lone fight but he is empty inside,
Lost in the memories of his princess…

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