Echos

Blinded behind walls of

self built stained glass

focus enters eyes well watered

at last, with vision split

hewn end to end, life-force leaked

from sun cracked skin

in the blink of an eye, dying too is the quick

this life story to tellwith one second to live

The hammer comes down on thunder strikes

where we burn fast in the build of our lives

Slowing down to see the mountains you built

this life story to tell with one second to live

slowing down to see the time that passed you by

your life story to tell with only one second to live

Time takes throne to purge the fill of our flight

when days turn into years and a loss of life

death battles a mile away

from your restless symphony

the ridden thought unsound,

the shadows that crept lonely all around

The hammer comes down on thunder strikes

where we burn fast in the build of our lives

now waiting will just not work

when tales must be told, changed and retold