Skyfall
"I've felt such span of years and worlds
but face the rest uncertainly
Wandring wastes of unfinished futures, I know,
And am what I must be"
Who are the singers?
Were is the song?
Who knows what things must come,
Among the million things that may?
A prophet, staring guiltily at the end of days
His skin stained grey by darkest shadows
By their presence, they are unbound
Among the stars where the world goes round:
Must the seer see their fate?
See the world rent by lust and hate?
And know that hope's the curelest of all
Fearing, as she does, herself after the fall?
Copyright © Grace Williams | Year Posted 2013
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