Who Am I?

Who am I? I am the tread of hardened history That whispers of tomorrows passing I am the Father of the Sky And the Son of the Moon Who am I? I am shimmering shadows on an Earthly shrine As reflections of a ghostly pale I am the son of a mother-less World, resplended in sorrows dreadful repose I am the piercing light that breaks the binding darkness I am the weight of the overturned stone Who am I? I am the baleful stare of jealousies wicked heart The pull and tear of desires frothing purge I am the blank countenance of the defeat of knowledge As the Wolf that howls at midnights turning I am the deaf ear that looks past the darkness As eyes that are blind, but see Who am I? I am Death And from life I have come All these I am And of I have gone I am the Son…