So close to Heaven,
so far from God
The gate still locked
—the devil nods
A soul once bartered,
forever sold
Its mine shaft empty
—mirage of gold
All reasons barren,
the empty fields
The seasons wanton
—bereft to yield
So close to Heaven,
so far from God
Redemption fleeting
—as hell applauds
(Dreamsleep: May, 2022)
Left Abandoned
No more white horses
or pretty ladies
No more bright mornings
or silver skies
No more engagement
with hopes and wishes
No more will promises
cover lies
Once more the danger
is thrust upon me
Once more the mirror
reflects the shame
Once more the time
is left abandoned
Once more tomorrow
—myself to blame
(Dreamsleep: May, 2022)