A myth-song about the mineral mica. I was inspired by Galadrielle's Song. from Tolkien's The Lord of the Rings - A part of that is quoted making up the last verse of my song.
Ever was but now I am and chose I mortal form
To taste the apple and the pear to feel the sun and storm
Crossed eternal starry sea the never-ending night
To rest upon the sandy shore and view the morning light
One hundred years passed as a day and then I felt bereft
And looked above at starry hosts and longed for what I’d left
Three messengers had I retained three messengers of flight
Falcon, moth, and turtle dove “Fly high into the night”
One thousand years passed as a day and one by one they came
Weary travelers from afar all with a sad refrain
"Foolish Mica, ever bright why did you have to roam?
You stayed too long, and were forgot so far away from home”
Then I turned my face from them and toward the setting sun
Still and silent like a stone and stone I did become
Ten thousand years of sun and storm crushed me to sparking dust
Three winged friends spread my remains o’er all the earth’s hard crust
"And if of ships I now should sing what ship would come to me?
What ship would bear me ever back
Across so wide a sea?"
copyright 2006