Poezja

Red seas, by red sand
Falling stars, in my hand,
Purple nights, velvet clouds,
Churning winds, rising howls,
Steps taken, forward, back
Paths chosen, white, black
Destinies burned, lives ended
Chaos crossed, a last sending

Beyond the years,
beyond the tears,
Returning at last,
To your embrace,
Familiar shores,
Familiar plains,
Familiar woes,
Familiar pains.

Fallings stars, in my hand.
Red seas, by red sand.