sorenbarrett

Departed

I have talked to the dead

Carried by spirits of the past,

they have wrapped me in a blanket,

with the warmth of understanding,

to see beyond my own eyes that blind me

I have entered the world of the departed

mourning memories of my old love, now slain

and have returned to where I had started

longing for Eurydice, to raise again

But if I could rewrite this childhood story

I would not trade memories for a happy ending

I would live in past moments of glory

before her heart and mind left me