The Immortal (Be At My Side) Poem by Orin MSH

Do not be at my side
As if entombed, and speak
With words of burning lies
That stain with blood the skies
I have always been there
I have never given in to sleep

I am the thousand worlds that glow
In the dusty pages of poetry.
I am the thousand fancies that grow
In the mind; wondering what can be.
I am the cold you feel in blizzard snow
Enfolding the faces you see.
I am the sun in darkened rooms
Lighting your way in the bleak & gloom;
As you shudder from a vision of doom,
I am a thousand rush of gale and hail
As your vessel shortens its sail.
I am the voice of a thousand bellbirds
Calling out your name just to be heard.
I am the persistence of day defeating night
Proclaiming the perpetuity of light.

Do not be at my side
As if entombed, and speak
With words from days of youth
Impeding the march of truth
I have always been there
It was yet not the hour of my demise
Till I inherit all of your secret promise.

Be at my side
O Evening star shining steadfast and bright!
My Joy, my Unfathomed Heart, desiring all
That we might live to be The Immortal.



Orin Starchaser (01st June 2022)