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By coujeaux Date: 2003 Oct 07 Comment on this Work [[2003.10.07.19.10.2140]] |
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Endure, nuit; pledge your company until the mourningdawn, 'til nothing left I embrace, Surely there's one more seat to glimpse high diamantine shimmers of a faraway place. Curious, their constancy; nightly companions, ask no offerings but appreciative gazes, Guides to lonely travellers adrift in waves with no conscience, duly drew their praises. In a child's fable, I once wished upon one, seizing little glimmer in my eye, baby star, Endless arrivals of ancient light later, I hold similar vigil; both elder yet where we are. I spoke to the constellations when they were brighter and I was still pure; remember? Cradling hopes and dreams of joyous yet reluctant family one unexpected September. So far away from the conversation, many details have faded now, but this I do recall, When mortality finished ravishing my soul, an offer of sanctuary behind infinitum wall. Now past a trinity of forevers, all revealed fleeting, I look homeward, but to no replies, And the teardrops that flow from such revelations, oh, they call to you; join me, skies. Head drops down to see the clayfoot reminders of my sojourn; I've yet to find my way, Though many hopes have paled from constant missteps, my destiny seems here I stay. To walk forward seems simple, for I've no desire for a return to memory, save for one; The perfect moment I realized my wish had been granted that we'd never come undone. Inken cover retreats, track neighborlight 'cross bright blue; no day to live or love in fear, Shine on me with reassurances to lead me through tonight and remind me why I'm here. |