Music in the foreground, questions in the back,
Time and days are ticking by,
Thoughts are lost in rhyme,
Memories fading, dust,
World decaying into rust.
The pain in my shoulder, worse than before,
Cramps in my fingers impeding,
Doubts of the future,
Questions of the present,
Regrets of the past.
Twisting and turning, how long will we last?
People around me, prancing in poesy,
As ribbons of radiance,
Trail down from the sky,
In blazes ascending,
Fading to black-blue soon-falling night,
What governs us; might?
Frigid fall breezes caress our pale forms,
Shivers there storm,
Forgotten: the Norns,
Goosebumps rise slowly,
Teeth clack together,
Winter sets in, will it last forever?
Whistling tunes, shrill in the dark,
Our piper is playing,
Mournful and stark,
He's calling us forth,
Sharp winds don't fool me,
Chapter closing, can we flee?
All is forgiven, forgotten at last,
Ice-coated bodies; scattered,
Shards of broken glass,
Strewn on a plain,
Spread out to horizons,
Upon us quickly, coming fast...
� Troubled Soul 1999
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