Farewell, Lyrista
The split in the walls of Time
Widens, and you walk through
Corridors, eons, new…
Why can’t I come with you?
Up towering heights you climb
Seeking infinity
Far, in a sky-black sea…
Left here on Earth is me.
And you hear the centuries’ chime,
Caroling, one by one,
Tolling our time’s, now done:
Hope that is left…is none.
For now that you’ve vanished, I’m
Pining in this bleak place,
Dreaming about your face
Lost—untraced—in Space.
03-02-80
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