Moving On

Moving On Those flitter-bits of memory Still stab me in the eyes Gritty bits of broken maybes Floating where they cannot be denied Like sponge, I soak them heedlessly Broken spirit akin to broken skin I wipe the tears with patience I soak the spills with downcast eyes But broken and restructured I've lost the Angel's reign My feet feel life so differently Now that they trample on she who cried Soft souls squeeze through my footsteps Bathed in my ancestral sands The one where life found meaning As the boulders broke the bride But footsteps are like spider webs Weaving dreams where pride has died They falter through the fire But never give up when it's time to die