Astarte

Aquatic reflections written by lake's waters
Over the mountain
The sky immerses itself in the liquid shapes
The elements of lake
Awake the beasts of mind
Water shapes the heartbeats
Of the shadow-Lady
Years are bridges of life and death
They carry the curse of the lady
Eyes that rest inside liquid flames
A fragile black eternity will
Rotate inside her madness
Tears spread like rain to wake the calm solid face
Her bright dark hair uplifted from her head
Up to the horizon of the zenith height
Rich with the spoils of time