
ten days past
the hour
when things began
to fail
I set off on a cosmic wind
and thus began to sail
past the barren trees
heading slowly West
a heavy heart beat loudly
deep within my chest
to the fates my lot is cast
to the winds where ‘ere they blow
what became of my tender love
I will never know
for she walks a lonely trail
where I do not belong
she, no longer here
to help me sing my song
ten days past
the hour
when things began
to fail
I set off on a cosmic wind
and thus began to sail











