For He Is Gone
For he is gone
Far from this life
Indeed, non existent
Yet bearing of no strife may I be
The rain glimmers as it glances its way
Down the window pane
And the boom of the music I hear in the background
Distracts my attention ever-more.
But distraction is welcome; ‘tis a way away
From my heart's still grief
If only for today
Dripping. Endless. Carefree and despairing
Goes the water upon my window.
And with beauty, and free indeed does it come
Yet worsen the plight of one such as me.
For in spite of its beauty
And that of all ...