writing Candlelight Elegy

[Pan the Fabulous Ferret 2,642]

Staring eternally through shattered panes, the windows of generations come and gone

My hand against the shards, gently pressed, and flowing into the pools of crimson

Echoes abound in solitude, this place, where memories brought voices

Ever more in the sentiment of loneliness, unfathomable desires, I am forever bound

Through every flame, a spark of life, in generations come, I watch

Through every pane of shattered peace, relatively in pieces, resting in patterns

Groping tighter, these remnants of company and hope, a faster flow of red and love

 

-David F.