Inside a tempest,
Too painful to disect.
Words never spoken,
Hopes often broken,
Losing the good.
A lifetime of unanswered questions,
An eternity of shattered dreams,
Even my lodgings 'tween Heaven and Earth,
Unearthed and ripped at the seams.
Can quench the fires.
Draw force and gather,
There is so much more,
Much more we'd rather.
Past lives not known bring pain,
Futures unknown bring hope,
Finding the median is the plan,
Does anyone really understand?
I'm already there,
Don't need to grow old.
Though I'm only in my thirties,
To me I sometimes feel old as time,
And you read these futile attempts,
To tell my story in rhyme......
I'll tell you this...... No eternal reward will forgive us now for wasting the dawn.....
(Goddess - Sovereign of the Spirit)