The Little Sister

The rock that stood against the night
In silhouette above the sea
This great embodied permanence
Its inorganic innocence
A lamp that led the little sister
Up the winding hill

The stave they placed within her hands
She held aloft above the stones
And fell as it was meant to be
This final kakistocracy
Could smile as in the last ascent
She stumbled on the hill

She rose again to reach the top
To face the famous headland wind
And stemmed the tears behind her eyes
The silent ever-busy skies
Were bringing in the cirrus clouds
From all eternity

And here the citadel was built
Its walls the little sister's cloak
Its light, the light that lives within
The memory of any sin
Was taken on the smallest cloud
And never seen again

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Credits
Writer(s): Trevor Midgley
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