*My friend,
Do you fly away now
To the world
That abhors you and I
All that awaits you
Is a somber morrow
No matter where
The winds may blow
My friend your desire
Is the bringer of life
The gift of the goddess
Even if the morrow
Is barren of promises
Nothing shall forestall
My return*
Dec 18, 2015
Dec 18, 2015 at 8:17 PM UTC
*My friend,
Do you fly away now
To the world
That abhors you and I
All that awaits you
Is a somber morrow
No matter where
The winds may blow
My friend your desire
Is the bringer of life
The gift of the goddess
Even if the morrow
Is barren of promises
Nothing shall forestall
My return*
The fourth part of the poem LOVELESS
Each part have various interpretation
My interpretation
You will take flight
Even if the world hates us so
A painful tomorrow is all that waits for you
The twirling winds of fate will not stop their flow
