Hands of time
As I looked through the stars of time something beckoned me
I walked along not even sure what I would even see
Legend told me about the harpies that stay in the woods
They have bird shaped bodies and teeth that can shred
In legend they were once a beautiful maiden
Now ugly and old with a weathered down face
I sat down and felt the wind upon my face so bright
Not sure what harpies I would see lurk in the night
My heart started beating so strong and so fast
I wondered if the legend of the harpies belong to the mysteries and mystical creatures of the past
I walked along in the shadows of the midnight
What I saw was a harpie and what a beautiful and yet strange sight
She had a birds body and an body of an ugly old lady
And yet she was beautiful in her own way, yet hideous to some
When I awoke it seems like it was a dream and yet such a beautiful dream of the land of the harpies
I fell asleep with such a strong peace of mind as I closed my eyes
As I woke up I wondered if it was my imagination or just a dream
It was vivid and beautiful just the same of the land of the harpies
I wondered where I was or was this all my imagination
It was a beautiful dream of the mystical harpies that are to be such an ugly and mean creature
As I transcended through both time and both space
Written for Harpies challenge
By Starlight1
© 2009 Starlight1
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