Forlorn spirit be thy company
Upon a failing desire
Unfulfilled through times demise
A fading fire left in a blackening room
No kindling to restart the flame
Droplets fall from the ceiling like tears
What now do the sears see?
The stones speak, but we do not hear them
And yet the fire continues to burn in a foreshadowing place
May 15, 2017
May 15, 2017 at 10:38 AM UTC
Forlorn spirit be thy company
Upon a failing desire
Unfulfilled through times demise
A fading fire left in a blackening room
No kindling to restart the flame
Droplets fall from the ceiling like tears
What now do the sears see?
The stones speak, but we do not hear them
And yet the fire continues to burn in a foreshadowing place
