Beyond All Time

Runic wisdom
Words of power
Spoken with intent
Magic flares
It's all laid bare
The rise becomes descent.

Darkness hovers
Cold winds blow
Numbness born
Of ice and snow
Clear and crystalline
And so the show begins.

Withering reality
Within a stream
Of ancient reverie
Nothing is the same
They scream
But still the show goes on.

Mystery of mysteries
The weave is thus undone
Move, just leave
Before the circle
Closes round the sun
Woodenly, they try to run away.

Too late, too late
They spy the gate
A doorway to infinity
Locked and quickly
Fading into mist
A fog of bliss and then the alibis

Begin again
The world spins
Without a name or place
Old and wise
Beyond all time
Goodbye was never meant to last at all...

? Michaelette ?

1/3/2002
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