Memories

Memories

Someone sings softly in my ear,
Songs of love found and of love lost.
Songs so sweet and filled with joy,
my heart soars with pleasure.
Songs so sad and filled with loneliness,
tears threaten to fall.
Soon, the voice fades,
and the tears dry,
and all that’s left
is memories.

Soon again the voice sings its song:
Living in a life of darkness,
trying to hold onto the threads of a past life,
walking a road that’s empty,
a sword through a heart with graceful wings.
All in my memories.

Lives pass by,
Leaving me behind,
as my immortal soul wafts through the black abyss.
Wars have passed,
and lives have fled.
I have seen all of this in a blink of an eye.
I have seen love and hate,
peace and war,
and the infants grow into children,
the children grow into adults,
and the adults grow old and die,
only to be reborn.
All lies here in my memories.

But not I,
who chose a life of loneliness
and was sent into the darkness
for life's love and love's loss.
So keen it was that I begged
for their return and threw myself
into that darkness for their safety,
in this story from my memories.

I watched my love grieve and live anew,
and again find love,
true and strong.
I saw the children they had
and the love that they shared.
Soon they grew old and ended their lives
in love as I had,
though I had died alone.

Now I come to you because
finally, I have found a love for me to share.
So I will leave this to you for great care,
This great story in my memories.