what will be left
when my wondering stops
might I turn from the light
(you were gone)
what will be left
of pieces to memory
change come unchanging
my longing to own

when nothing could keep
an answer so sweet
didn’t know
it would will me away
succumbed to the shadows
dark – unremembered
how it was then
for a moment (always)

pretending a time
lives before living
touch before touching
however to know
was madness the reason
we rushed from the darkness
to follow this light
(wherever it goes)

lulled by the sound
eternity pleading
come with me ~ stay with me
 live in my soul
– who I am now
there can be no illusion
fall as I might –
(once more)
let me hold

to the place we were going –
for a moment so sure
of the map we had found
in a chasm of sleep
penned to an evergreen
told to a river –
placed in a bottle
and sailed out to sea

written in blood
conceived by a promise
words uttered softly –
their echoes to fall
down through the places
I’ve searched (in becoming)
a moment eternal
this path to recall