The Mourners Plain
Roman Kolarík
Since your death
In these burning shades of dusk
Still i crave
While plunging through this mourners plain
Into depths
I summon them to swallow me away
Until the end
Deeper wounds draw me the way
Astray i flow onto this world
And depart from this life
Life in disdain
The further i drift
In a reverie now stained red
The deeper i fall
Into timeless rest
At the sight of your rest
I bear witness to a loss
What ever tempted you
You must have felt it stronger then i do
Thirteen seasons
And no solace guides me
Come spring and the warming sun
But i have died once
Grant me sleep
In the crimson sea of life
An i cherish
This darkness of hope and light