Through purple shadows of a starlit night
I wander-
the empty reaches of the universe
to ponder.
I stand, a stranger, on a darkened shore:
a life behind me and a life before.
Where shall the phantom hand that guides me
lead?
With eyes turned to the distant stars
I gaze in stunned bewilderment.
Along the shore, across the sandy beach-
my soul goes out to seek in haste
a kindred spirit in the starry waste.
Companions in a bygone age,
we meet again as time stands still
and love as only lovers will.
Feb 6, 2019
Feb 6, 2019 at 7:18 PM UTC
Through purple shadows of a starlit night
I wander-
the empty reaches of the universe
to ponder.
I stand, a stranger, on a darkened shore:
a life behind me and a life before.
Where shall the phantom hand that guides me
lead?
With eyes turned to the distant stars
I gaze in stunned bewilderment.
Along the shore, across the sandy beach-
my soul goes out to seek in haste
a kindred spirit in the starry waste.
Companions in a bygone age,
we meet again as time stands still
and love as only lovers will.