Prophecy Poem by Regan Meade

A child protector of something
Precious.
Asleep for time.

A mother frozen in stone
Awaiting the day
That she will be awakened.
She sheds ice crystals for her
Sleeping child.


Alone they are weak
But together they're strong.
A woman in stone awaits a
Lovers spirit.
A child sleeps waiting for the
Day its parents unite.
For now they must wait till the
Chosen one has come.
As written in time of old.