Chariots Of Paradise

PARADISE REIGNS I descended the stairs of Paradise with all my brothers grasping roses by their side, Stepping through the halls and drowned at last in light, It was none-other than the transcendent glow of paradise, Some fauns were lifted by the rapture, We were all surrounded by this encounter, I know I was one step closer to his chamber. For those soldiers of beauty who danced down steps of gold like they were skating on heaven's tiles, Ivory chalk, they clap and clasp the reigns of tearing war elephants beneath the thunderous skies of Elysium's stormy clouds, The mud makes way their hoof and foot As satyr's claimed the sky, and all the land was light, Ancient and divine, Freedom, pleasure, euphoria, The constraint of goodness cast their chains, locks and cracked iron did not remain, Left those burdens, like morality's restraints. Sat all above the elements command, Elysium Rex sat troubled by an addled countenance and sat upon a throne of roses. A Babylon before him of endless gardens, Vines wrapped around ornaments of worship, Though the old King knew what once filled merchant's coffers with plenty to harvest. The vines began to dry, And clay did crack with time, Eroded the castle walls with rust that breached Paradise falls. The mind can rot like broken pots, And the scepter melts into a trough, Filled with shells. The body dried like sticks, And the dance of life hardened broken promises and a picture frame of a lost queen beneath. The King's private songbird nipped at his grey beard and hair. As he purveyed his crumbling kingdom like the tablets he once held so tight, Beneath that hardened grip of might, Fragments hanging from the gardens over the balconies. He stares out of the window At all the beauty now fallen to shadows Falling irises collected by the pond he once plundered, And lavender swayed in the breeze of war, For they will not be seen, Beauty captured, cataloged and owned, Laid before the throne Only the finest... Only the best. Making my way to the castle I climb the walls and talk "Do you feel it? Brothers that is Paradise breathing in your bones, The petals blooming like our hearts in arrest, Can you feel it, Burrowing in your soul, It's like all of life is dancing in the air, The smallest sound feels like a melody in our ears, The bugs and birds fly in synchronicity, Higher and higher, the wind may never stop, Rise so high they graze the clouds, The green parade in the sky, It was the first sign, the year had changed, forever, And this was marked by a single falling feather." Beyond the gardens and all it sees, Seeds from figs and fruit sprout new beginnings from every part of paradise's soil, My brothers bounding through its ruins, like giants of the soul. Draped across the steps were Elysium's daughters one and all. I walked up to his chamber, Each step it struck a chord, Like climbing a harp to heaven. He heard my footsteps on the floor "So it was you after all" I clutched his hair and with my blade removed his head from his shoulders, His body fell to the floor, by my feet, From the corner of my eye, there stood the seat, Adorned in gold and bone, Perishing petals in the heat fell by my feet, As I ascend my rightful throne, And there for the first time, I set my hands upon the crown. Just then the Queen appeared, Shining like the Sun, A new era had begun.