The spirit left
Posted: 28 Oct 2018, 17:03
The spirit left with a sweating Chase
But in search of a missing vase
I stood there but with a lostful gaze
Why so difficult in this choosen maze
And with the rain drop I count
As I stood up the mount
I could only look but down
Spirit come back to me now
When shall I find but only thee
Where you left I couldn't be
Why the sun now so dim
Even the moon could not beam
The hill had reach my knee
When realized she isn't thee
But then too late to hear
You will never come back so near
But in search of a missing vase
I stood there but with a lostful gaze
Why so difficult in this choosen maze
And with the rain drop I count
As I stood up the mount
I could only look but down
Spirit come back to me now
When shall I find but only thee
Where you left I couldn't be
Why the sun now so dim
Even the moon could not beam
The hill had reach my knee
When realized she isn't thee
But then too late to hear
You will never come back so near