I have come to the end of time
where lines blur and fade
where sand grains dissolve
and the hourglass is clear.
This is the end of the road
where footsteps disappear
trodden paths interlink
trampled grass remains
where do I go from here?
In the past sorrow bestowed
a lingering embrace on me.
kept me in her clutches
made me weep.
The future is uncertain
like a weight on a pendulum
swinging back and forth
sorrow,joy,loss,gain,light,dark
I am but suspended in between.
Oct 15, 2012
Oct 15, 2012 at 1:51 AM UTC
I have come to the end of time
where lines blur and fade
where sand grains dissolve
and the hourglass is clear.
This is the end of the road
where footsteps disappear
trodden paths interlink
trampled grass remains
where do I go from here?
In the past sorrow bestowed
a lingering embrace on me.
kept me in her clutches
made me weep.
The future is uncertain
like a weight on a pendulum
swinging back and forth
sorrow,joy,loss,gain,light,dark
I am but suspended in between.
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