Ink on the Map - Clement Portlander - Bog

In the depths of a dream, Where words entwine and scream, Symbols emerge and gleam, Unveiling secrets unseen A rose, dripping with red, Signifying love's thread, Thorns concealed, tears spread, A symbol of passion's cred A chalice, silver and bold, Overflowing with stories untold, Symbolizing truths unfold, A vessel that centuries hold An owl, perched high with grace, Mysteries traced on its face, Symbolic wisdom to embrace, Guiding us through darkest space The crescent moon, glowing bright, A symbol of hope in darkest night, Reflecting silver, shining light, Inspiring dreams to take flight