it was his eyes that told the tale,
the words,
the logic,
pretenders in the script,
beacons to his soul,
betraying the outer shell,
sending me the message,
his lips could not impart.
i have tried,
and for once failed.
castle walls are shaken,
the mission is forsaken,
and now unknown.
and in the gray,
the future hints itself,
humbled,
i see it,
a vagueness lurking,
uncertainty...
the foible of life.
the truth,
undeniable now,
leaps out,
to claim us both.
a strange unsettling pause overtakes us,
less is said,
more is understood.
and in the ashes,
an ember,
a spark of hope,
for a better time ahead.
the steel of life,
molded and forged,
until the time,
that we pass.
summon the strength,
for the days ahead,
now together,
intertwined,
in a life we can't slow down.
circa 2004
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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