The Norns weren't kind
When they wove our fate
You were gone too soon
While I was left behind
To slowly fade

PeterGerstenmaier

Norns

Jun 6, 2026

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removed.u685248

One last check in as I hitch a ride in the back of a pickup truck for 5 euro to the base of the mountains where I hope to forget myself for a year, and I just *had* to read just a little more of my friend Peter's beautifully synoptic verse, with an elegant brevity that always escaped my pen, but I will never write a poem again... and :'( how this made me weep and weep.

If it isn't too forward, may you accept this musical offering to complement your poem. I don't know who it is about for sure, but I dearly hope it is about our Mariya... could it be about her no matter what, even if belonging also to another? Please, Peter?

Our last song we recorded together, December 23rd, 2024, that your last line, well, it opened the floodgates of my tears for it fits so well...

Jason (Gtr & Vox) & Mariya (Tambourine, but she was crying too much to play it) - Fade Away (B. Springsteen)
https://drive.google.com/file/d/1Zpk0_Em4ndpZLAjMQMavcPjg0-gGi9j4/view?usp=sharing

lawrence-hall

"Eternal rest grant unto him, O Lord, and make perpetual Light to shine upon him."

zoulaikha-al-aghbari

The threads are cut, the tale&#8217;s been spun,
I&#8217;ve slipped away, no longer undone.
You search the dark, but I&#8217;m not there,
Just a whisper, a shadow, lost in air.

Gone too soon, but it&#8217;s done,
The Norns have spoken, fate&#8217;s begun.
I won&#8217;t return, no matter how you call,
For I&#8217;ve become nothing ....nothing at all.

AbbottJHardison

Often times the world will take back it's best, may they rest in peace.

GoneGirlwentMad