Do not fear the war, do not give up. There is always hope, even when all seems lost. Voldemort will not triumph.
A lullybye, a whispered dream, unexpressable hope.
Stars dance, hiatus,
tremble not for the
poisonous worm.
Yellow-lime moon
my heart now, be still
the trial time is here.
The mere flutter of
the wings, susurrus
a storm across the world.
Broken nights
hidden now at peace
rage war, rage.
I cannot hear the tiger
for the candle is burning
in my eyes, hope.