The Great Unquiet
The Great Unquiet
Wherefore you this incandescent lit
Should you turn all your light
To sorrow
Wherefore you jewel amidst pebbles
Should you make from diamonds
This sadness
So
Come my love think not
Break nothing against frustrated walls
Do not my love
Strip illusion to threadbare patterns
Tune not this needles twine
To pluck inharmonious chords
Wherefore the heat of your tears
Should you trace your love by their fate
To this weariness
Wherefore you this petal of tenderness
Should you so paint your colours to answer drear
In emptiness
Quiet now my love think not on
Take this salted pinch to toss it wayward
And do not my love
Burden your dreams with such as arid sands
Or make their dunes
To mountains unattainable
Hush now my love
Do trouble not
Come rest your tired soul
Hush now my love
Be at peace
Come rest in my quiet soul
Wherefore now my spirits light
Should it not dance with you
To forever
Wherefore I if not by your side
To mark such sorrow, such sadness
Into I passes all weariness and emptiness
Copyright © Colin Mitchell Williams | Year Posted 2009
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