You Didn't Know!

You knew you believed
the letters and the words
they, indeed, piled up like Alps in the clouds.
The shelves of your study
the lanes of your memory.
You thought, on that day, the faith would rise up
like a Griffin out of the Ebony woods
but it’s just that you didn’t know
when the last of the dark winds blow
it’s all ashes and dust.

You knew you loved
that heart and that countenance
abounding in a castle raised in the rains
on a gloomy cape with a looming hope
dreaming by the ramparts
of flags of peace and blissful seas
and you thought tomorrow would dawn anyway
like the kingdom of high out of the frescoes in sky
but it’s just that you didn’t know
when the last of the dark winds blow
it’s all ashes and dust.