Looking Up

I listened to a song today
Which echoed in my soul
Vibrating against the walls
Of a dark and empty hole
And hollowly it echoed back
The emptiness therein
But will those echos ever end?
Or where did they begin?
Like the cold night air that rushes
Through the mountains' empty caves
Searching, but never finding
The warm resting place it craves,
This song cours`ed through
And filled my frozen heart
With a colder air, a melody
That makes the soul depart;
And into the realms unknown
Of listlessness and sleep
It falls face down as thrown
Beyond what you call deep
And there remains, deep dreaming
Of a place it once called home
Of warmth and sweetest company
Once by its cold heart known


(20JAN2005)