Until They Are No More

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It's been a constant mystery,
that such wondrous dreams could ever be
full-grown in one short moment,

but the past has now become a shroud
that still, somehow, I live within,
and tomorrow is just a memory
of dreams that might have been.

My arms were once wrapped
around a fragment of heaven,
a precious jewel held out to me,

but It was just a dream.
That's all it ever was,
yet, still, I always believed.

Now I know my dreams will be erased,
and the different paths that we embraced
will fade with time and distance
until they are no more.

 

                             09/22/2024​

 

"For love did mend me

when I was all broken

and gone into utter blackness."

 

from "The Night Land"

by William Hope Hodgson