Tuesday, December 24, 2013

Hieroglyph 2

Can we find our silence in the cold morning of eternity
Or bring from the shadows the dust of our being
We are alone here
Captured in the gray confusion of the day
We are dying here
Repeating sounds that echo in the dark.

You rose from the sapphire light and landed quite alone in the black waters of existence.
You came and then you left again
With a million ripples that changed the world and then died unnoticed
The whole spectrum of life injected into time and demolished by the hour.
A dark passage in an unbeating heart.