The fiery shades of autumn
Drowned in heavy darkness
I breathe with these old walls of grained wood

Falling under weight of grey skies
Pushed by the iron hand of time
The house lays silent like the beatings of this hollow heart

The timelessness of grief
The sadness of time passing

The blue dust of gentle rain
Dripping from leaves and eaves
Spirited away in a mere reflection of your world
The sound of writing against the night

The timelessness of grief
The sadness of time passing

The golden hues of lone lantern
Delicate and dim piercing through
Darkness and light
Death and birth