January 13, 2012

• A Poem

  EDIT: This was published almost five years ago, but I thought I’d share this with the fifteen or so new people who have joined my page in the past couple months.

  “You Are Mine”

  I stand in the forest, mourning the life once lived
  Not so long ago, and yet so very far away
  The echoes of the past sound shrill to my ears
  The night is all around me, yet the dawn lies far behind

  There are tears that fall upon the autumn leaves
  There are eyes that look to the heavens
  I see the fading shapes of lives and loves once held dear
  With every passing moment I forget another face

  Like an island fading into the mist, so goes my childhood
  Ever more shrouded in fog, less and less discernable
  Like a raft on the open sea is my soul, the island out of view
  With this thought the shade of the evergreen envelopes me

  The shrills increasingly haunt my night
  Quicker than an arrow does time pass me by
  To be aware is the doom of the immortal
  To be aware of the eternal is the doom of man

  Doom walks among the shadows, she seeks me
  I know her cries, they echo throughout my past
  In and out of the fog she drifts, the seductress
  The eyes flash and disappear like the twinkling star

  The celtic rain betrays her presence, she cannot hide
  The full moon high above betrays my spirit, neither can I
  The game is over, she emerges from the mist
  It is time to play, and therefore we begin to play with time

  The transparent spirit she is, as if a memory
  And yet aware of her emergence am I, no longer fantasy
  Into the arms of the seductress I go, and with eyes enclosed
  I feel the embrace around me, she’s cold as a stone

  With every passing breath, another autumn leaf falls
  She whispers tales long forgotten, the ancient soul cries out
  She whispers tales of lives never to be lived, the youth mourns
  Desperation grips me in its’ arms, time is lost each moment

  Many times we once embraced, she and I the lost lovers
  I’m frozen to ice, and yet take refuge within her
  The nails scorch the skin, the breath poisons the mind
  And yet…and yet I sigh…Depression, she is all mine

  The eyes of the long lost celt seek me out
  “You are mine”
  The eyes of the shadow know it’s come time to give out
  “You are mine”
  Together we fade into the night, together we say into the others’ sight
  “You are mine”
  The dawn is not to be, the morning star not to reach its’ height
  “You are mine”

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