The Silver Sea

Oft I wonder...

As my mind's eye fly it's own course...

Into those places,

That I cannot wander...

Where are they, those dark and hidden places...

That I cannot wander to?

Where is the place...

A place my mind often travel to...

That place I fear and hate,

But still so long to go...

For I see my freedom there...

The freedom of my my mind and body...

I see great walls of stone...

And I see beyond that silvery sea...

I see... Alas! I see... That silvery sea,

By the end of the walls...

Flowing into ever black infinity...

Becomming the spirits of the twillight...

Those free spirits,

I see them and I wonder...

Mayhaps I am the only who have seen...

The spirits, the stars, flowing into the darkness...

I wonder... May that there bright star whirling about...

Be my spirit of old?