The Capricorn Told Me True

The Capricorn Told Me True

The Capricorn told me true,
He knows the path…
The owls' secrets told in the midnight blue,
Revealed to you.
Under the great oak my tears are shed,
For lost worlds…
For memories put to bed.
And the Capricorn smiles
Down on me. He knows…
Through howling wind
I walk the path…
And the trees, they line the way
Whispering to me.
They hold the key.
Ancient knowledge deep in my bones.
And the Capricorn waits for me,
Under the singing stones.
He knows…
Enfolded in his arms under the midnight skies,
He gently places kisses upon my weary eyes.
The truth is in my bones.
Revealed beneath the singing stones.
And the wind plays with my hair
Beneath the owls wise stare.
The Capricorn told me true.



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