For Melissa

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for Melissa, because I read your journal before,
and, it turned out to be for me, too


Island of the Strong Door
Robin Williamson -- 1995

the harp may sing of endless beginnings
the great deep and the voiceless sky
countless echoes, the first word spoken
and the last lip closing on the last sigh
the harp may sing of many things
many waves and many shores
but this night we take our rest
in the island of the strong door...

the harp may sing of the power of power
the salmon, the raven, the hounds of hell
the great prisoner, the maiden's cauldron
the perilous chair and the wondrous well
the harp may sing of many things
many waves and many shores
but this night we take our rest
in the island of the strong door...

the harp may sing of the one true voyage
true love and the branch of may
the blackbird's whistle, children's laughter
and the lady of the crossways
the harp may sing of many things
many waves and many shores
but this night we take our rest
in the island of the strong door...

dark thread, the red and the silver
are in the winding of the world skein
but the harp may sing of the looms of Annwn
and the weaving of the deeper dream

the harp may sing of many things
many waves and many shores
but this night we take our rest
in the island of the strong door...