Stardust

A Poem by Pablo Cole

Stardust

Lost at the crossroads of my expectations
In the years of disenchantment
My life remains a falling tear

It is not for I that I do weep, but for all
Is there disgrace in emotion?
Shall we all remain transfixed in malaise?

Though they say time wistfully swirls
And I lament the err of our ways
I am the dog that finally caught
Its tail and learned nothing

But I have drank the wine of rose pedals and stardust
And listened as the nightengale sang harmonious melodies
Of tales untold
In the wilderness of old

O, we are but silohuettes upon the horizon
Filled with uncertainties
And I with the solitude
Which I have come to embrace

I have walked many years
In my blind quest for truth
And will dilligently continue to
As daylight last sparks
Until my heart ceases its fervent pulsing
As fleeting life unfurls