Eternity Whispers
Twilight comes to the forest
And you send an expectant prayer
To the wild moon, to the star filled sky
Arising, you turn, unsure and curious
Shadows fluttering like silken brambles
Dark memories, these are forgiven
As wounds from a hostile rose
Dust from flowers, dust from dreams
An endless desert of loneliness
I hear you calling across the years
Ancient and as lost as snowflakes
Melting upon the sea of desire
Never meeting, not knowing how
Yet the petals of hope are indestructible
Elysium, a wish encrusted jewel
It was many, so many years ago
How pleasant moments fly
Weak-winged is the song
That tells of old times
I sometimes wonder if it’s really true
If day is done, what shall we do now
The world turns in my hand
I cannot tell you now
It is short and sweet
And we’ve come to the end of it
Your eyes know the old doorways
As hungry spirits decline
We break the glass, whose crimson wine spills
And gently kisses the night
While the distant moon dances
And eternity whispers
From barren arches
© Ann Bagnall 2013.