of a solemn sound
that which pierces my ears
an apparition
so vague yet clear
veiled to eyes to all but me
nested it lied deep within
a speck of lint that breezes by
with it follows a certain scent
from a bird that takes flight
to the fish that swim
from a torrent of water
that which touches the brim
endless streams flow past my grail
spilling out into the abyss below
a shallow wake of living and death
to this my song of unwavering woe
Dec 24, 2016
Dec 24, 2016 at 10:56 AM UTC
of a solemn sound
that which pierces my ears
an apparition
so vague yet clear
veiled to eyes to all but me
nested it lied deep within
a speck of lint that breezes by
with it follows a certain scent
from a bird that takes flight
to the fish that swim
from a torrent of water
that which touches the brim
endless streams flow past my grail
spilling out into the abyss below
a shallow wake of living and death
to this my song of unwavering woe
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