I, the ancient scholar
Hath seen it all
So grey
Envision the ambient scene
Unearthly cold beckons
In tender reproach
The frozen tide recedes
My sleeping daughter
Her asundered limbs decay
Drown in thy bitter woe
The last bitter symphonies
Like fallen snow
A symbol of thine eyes; sullen...
Ravaged dark embrace
Encompassing harrow
Angry skies
Bring lasting rains
Obscuring clouds
My voice
Relegated to the deadend oaks
Thy servants, squabble, meek at last
Her taker steps forth
Through mental subversion
His visible cortex now adorn alas...
The melancholy subsides
