(Stars)Kindling soul

Diminutive blots of colossal hope
Splendor in it's somber plight,
Cradle of a flickering warmth
Majestically blinking in a dearth of light.

The "Emu in the sky" surging in the sea of dusk
Andromeda with it's hordes of seraphs,
Guarding the earth from Orion's scythe
While a ecstatic melody is strung on the harp.

Behold the sentinel of heavens
Watching over the race,
Of many an animal of treason
Falling from it's grace.

And yet another sight might reveal
It's dazzling smoldering heart,
But soothing enough for a cherub to rest
While the thespians play their part.

Incised in a canvas of dusk
Blinking softly through the night,
Herald of a newer dawn
Harbinger of a prospect bright.

Misanthropic Paradise

Sabers of time piercing his skin
Sordid ambience, somber prospect within
Prospect of a misanthrope's paradise

Stream of estacy surging by nigh
Insurgent morbidity torching the sky
Solitary battalion raging through forest

Seeking bliss in absentia of soul
A spirit cold enough to be warmer than all
Ghost of freedom watching over me

Behold the bedlam for peace
Cornucopia of heavenly bliss
Prospect of a misanthrope's paradise