The Field of The Keepers

Color without boundary
Brighter than fireworks
Ground without bottom
Round corners mystery lurks

Emily's eyes begin to sing
She speaks to me saying nothing

Somehow, motionless, comforting
Without contact she holds me

An array of options
Appears in vision
Council meets within
The vision becomes so

Emily's eyes begin to sing
She speaks to me saying nothing

A crowd of False encircle me
A void of space and certainty
The Keeper spaced in between
The specters vanish instantly

Somehow, motionless, comforting
Without contact she holds me

Em'ly remains dauntless
Before the barren gap
Colors fill like water
The Field repaired like new



Credits
Writer(s): Laura Taylor
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