Date: 01/19/2014 at 22:33
From: Prima Ballerina Axi Vallah, Rum-Inspired Raja
To : Everyone
Subj: Me

I have been to the centre of snowy Caer Witrin
Seen the glorious view
Which dazzles, seduces and awes.

I have been to the edges of drowned Shallam
Experienced the eerie stillness
Which lulls, beckons and draws.

I have been desired, perused, admired
Held hostage, controlled, ignored
Without exception, I endure it all.

Where is this love
Unconditional, free, sublime
unseen, unaccepted, mystical.

I have sought meaning to my life
Taken many paths
Learn from the wise and the fools.

Examined the guidelines
Eventually rejecting them
Making my own path with my own rules.

I prayed to Lord Scarlatti desiring just once
To feel his rhythm, his flow, his rhyme
Searching for faith and peace of mind.

Yearning music, seeking silence
Never content for what I have
Waiting for it to be redesigned.

Then inspiration
Ringing through my hollow mind
Drawing me with purpose.

In myself, in my art
Holding with love, seeking nothing returned
Giving me promise.

Penned by my hand on the 25th of Valnuary, in the year 645 AF.