THE CASTLE (for my Castle Princess)Share
"Life, misfortunes, isolation, abandonment,
are battlefields which have their heroes;
obscure heroes, sometimes greater
than the illustrious heroes”
- Victor Hugo
THE CASTLE
by denny
It stood high above a precipice
dark, foreboding and sinister
It's mighty walls impenetrable
to even love.
Far below the sheer cliffs
a wasteland - devoid of life
an emptiness flayed to the very stone
where every tree was down, nothing
but a stump left standing.
The distant peaks, too far for even an echo
so isolated and remote this fortress
a desert, abiding in solitary silence
that none but the most virtuous
should assail its heights.
And safe within, protected, secure
the gentle heart of a fair maiden
a heart that had know little but sorrow
that only her tears can fully express
waiting for the Knight who cared enough
to tear down the castle walls.
And while the lonely Princess waits
she tends the verdent garden of her mind
exotic plants which fill her days with joy
the one true friend who brings her peace
while cultivating the garden within.
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