Change, A bitter fragment

Change is the only constant 

A bitter fragment of necessary sips

Tomorrow comes as happy burst

Oblivion gladly descending.

 

Come, take my time, water, thoughts

I will look at you with amazement

I can manage a life under your perennial beauty

So much too, these eyes will never see

The discovery of astonishing abandonment s

We become expert and magus

Upon our own unique condition.

 

Of the legends of our memories

The ones most dear who bid us adieu

The profound miracles that then occurred

 

Come, take my time, spirit, joys

I will love you with utter fascination

I am beholding you through years and houses

From a letter thrown on a table

And a line that belonged to my lost life

And the imagined truths we felt

In the beautiful city of our youth

Waiting with a blade of the night

For the yellow sun to cast her nets

Behind the glass of my mortal body

 

Come take my heart and soul

Until our memories live through the images

And lets hear chords and choruses of afterlife, together.