carylon
My English Poems
Carylon
Carylon the magic’s gone
it looks like the doubt prevailed
only fairytales are left
of what once was
a land of light
Carylon the magic’s gone
faded from the world we know
shadows live where once our dreams
reigned the dark of night
it seems like the spell is broken
but I see the precious spark
waiting to become again
a bright fire in the night
Carylon the magic still
will there be for those who want to
keep the fire in their heart
and still believe in dreams
© Hans-Jörg Bohm