Farewell, Lyrista

The split in the walls of Time Widens, and you walk through Corridors, eons, new… Why can’t I come with you? Up towering heights you climb Seeking infinity Far, in a sky-black sea… Left here on Earth is me. And you hear the centuries’ chime, Caroling, one by one, Tolling our time’s, now done: Hope that is left…is none. For now that you’ve vanished, I’m Pining in this bleak place, Dreaming about your face Lost—untraced—in Space. 03-02-80