at night she goes to a place, where i cannot go, i am not able
she sings the song of time
she goes to a quiet place
that lies
somewhere between
the roar of the suns
this place belongs to her alone,
you cannot go there
at night she goes to a place, where I cannot go, I am not able
to be by her side, to shield her from the wrath
of the demons
that call to her and say
“follow us , quiet one
we know the answers to your questions”
“ask us, and we will tell
but there is a price you must pay
for our answers, the price is the time given to you”
“it will become our time”
at night she goes to a place, where i cannot go, i am not able
the place of joy, without reason, without cause
just joy
i cannot go there, i am told to stay beyond the gate
until i can see, hear, feel the soft breeze
of this being, the one who was mine
but i cannot go there
at night she goes to a place where i cannot go, i am not able
i do not want the dark, the quiet the blue of the cold stars
my thoughts wander to the center
and tell me to forget her needs and go
to a place where i am able
so be it
i will go
alone, without that
seeker of the dark night
i have no eyes
but i must cry
tears
that would burn the earth
beneath my feet
i have no eyes
yet i can see
all
i have no eyes
i have no eyes
yet … do i see
jack barnosky
