Footsteps fall on this radiant path in the nightfall
And the hours turn to days hastily.
The whispering wind evokes the name of an intimate
But the next moment fades into the distance.
The horizon beckons with its elegant splendor
So I travel to the water as if Im in a dream.
The sun turns black in an eclipse as I arrive
And beauty turns to darkness beneath an empty sky.
As I walk this path of thorns I do so with open arms:
I embrace the end, for aeons must rescind.
Wondrous departure from this existence
Soon my eyes will open, consuming light from the other side.