Tag Archives: eternity

Times Door


In perfect sight I see what’s come to pass.
You look at what has become of me proud.
If only there was a route through time, fast.
It’s passing waits for no discussion now,
Of its illusory being. Refrains,
From malicious temptation? Indifferent.
We’ll forge on alone beside mans best bane.
Though a companion of ours, unpleasant.
In fear or pride we think it’s forgotten?
Who would remind death of our numbered days?
And at the door of eternity, one,
Perhaps would ask what’s this last toll to pay?
There’s nowhere else to go but through the door.
Here time won’t follow, you’re alone. Go forth.

Dancing Into Dying

Shattered dreams in streams of light
Falling from dying stars in their delight.
One end of the universe fades away forever
And at its center, false hope while drifting into the never.
The nevermore befooled by those
Who into the cosmos would suppose,
Beyond an illusory dreaming and repose,
That one can find self in this shattered light?
Shattered sight and blinding fright
Are chosen not for favor bought
Falsly from an unforgiving reaper
Who take those sooner who wish for fewer for others and name the nameless night.
Abyss unto abyss and beneath this on your cheek a kiss,
For I’ll knowingly befoul the nihilism in my soul
For one hour of giving you my whole
Heart. Then while the universe around us dances into dying,
Hold me close and you I’ll hold closer flying,
Into that endless night.
Then there’s no reason that we fail to be
When eternity shall stand witness before us while we forever see.

A Muse In Solitude


He once sat in silence
Alone with his own thoughts.
He once sat in darkness
To feel what it had brought.
He once sat in rainfall
To remember what it taught.
And then he sat in daylight
To think on all he’s not.
The silence, the rainfall,
The darkness, the daylight.
How he sat in solitude,
How he sat in the bright.
He cursed the silence for not speaking
He cursed the day for not being night.
He cursed the rain for water,
He cursed the dark for not giving light.
So why did he sit and think and curse?
What did he find in his enemies purse?
He had hoped to find the answer
He knew to be true, false.
That all is but vanity, and sorrow
With knowledge there’s no knowing.
The wisdom he was to borrow,
Gave him but this to keep:
There is no life but death,
There is no birth but dust.
There is no treasure here
That will not eventually rust.
We rise from the ashes
Only to return and sleep
So we must find one
Who, from ashes our souls can keep.

I Don’t Know

I don’t know
When I’m coming home.
There’s something I feel
Inside my bones.
Now I must follow.
Now I must go.
Ashes to ashes.
Dust to dust.
Is not the whole world
Destined for rust?
For moths they eat,
And the flames combust,
So I’ll do what I can
And love who I trust.
Before the fire,
Not ice,
Takes us all,
Into paradise.
To spend all time
With He who’s paid the price.