Bhryn
First Post
A new thread placed there; the sheet cottony to the touch but warm with some emotion that suffuses the work, drawing close all that wish to view the words imprinted there in a sweet cursive hand. The words themselves:
Waving hands on the horizon
To say goodbye
Without the words that would
Linger.
So everything changed in the
Way back when
The way back then;
I was young
And you were old
Before your time.
Take on the world
See all that there is to see
To write it in notes
For later digestion
At ease.
All the heavens and hells
And the worlds between
We've seen it all, ah
My love, seen it all
And loved it all
And hated it all
But lived it all.
Together we had dreams
And plans
Built of blocks from
Coloured hope -
We stacked them as high
As they would go to touch
Some higher soul.
But they all fall down
Around
And around.
So we part
As strangers familiar in our ways
With your smile soft
And my heart heavy
But I am still young
And you old before time
Even began.
Waving hands in semaphore
That means goodbye, good luck
But forever gone.
And I wave back.
Bhryn xxxx
Waving hands on the horizon
To say goodbye
Without the words that would
Linger.
So everything changed in the
Way back when
The way back then;
I was young
And you were old
Before your time.
Take on the world
See all that there is to see
To write it in notes
For later digestion
At ease.
All the heavens and hells
And the worlds between
We've seen it all, ah
My love, seen it all
And loved it all
And hated it all
But lived it all.
Together we had dreams
And plans
Built of blocks from
Coloured hope -
We stacked them as high
As they would go to touch
Some higher soul.
But they all fall down
Around
And around.
So we part
As strangers familiar in our ways
With your smile soft
And my heart heavy
But I am still young
And you old before time
Even began.
Waving hands in semaphore
That means goodbye, good luck
But forever gone.
And I wave back.
Bhryn xxxx