The Shepherd

Were I not the man devoid of power And the knowledge of how to mountains move, Then I would so pause and halt the hour, To break the tide,and to the Shepherd prove, That the whole vast world be a trembling state Who needs at most His guidance and the light Which will lead all […]

The swansong

But I have measured my distance in time And the volume of things gained in this world, The world of lost souls and portraits of grime, The blazing summers and those winters cold. Now eyes my soul the most silent of hills Where sleep the many sires and grand-sires mute Side to side piled,with loads […]

forlorn

Should I retire to the tomb To leave then all these sorrows be, Or should I shed all tears of gloom For the fading world and for me, Should I fleet to the silent shore To forget all these bastard souls, Or should I perhaps watch once more This vile earth and her lofty toils, […]