expired thoughts of your embrace,
half a lifetime, i have chased,
darkest nights with swollen terror,
that threw away my love and care.
a fool was i to follow rain,
its destination eased the pain.
for granted was that hidden sun,
will morning bring what i have shunned?
the hand i held in early autumn,
bad news that brought me to the bottom,
my anxious mind that wrestled loose,
a patient ceiling without noose,
so all in all, my life's discomfort,
will time itself reveal its own worth?