Water drip dropping from roof to earth,
Fire blowing wildly in the hearth...
Steps of condemnation
Pushing open the rusted Iron Gate...
The path of separation
Echoes of grandeur sound upon my throne...
London - my salvation?
I leave the cafe and make my way back...
Cafe of contemplation
Swirling the blackness, provoking thought pools...
Sun so big Sun so bright
Makes me lose my sight...
The tree's in the dawn of the Forest.
The smell of new wood...
Your skin is cold,
Your face so bold...
I walk alone to a place of unknowns,
darkness over shadows all the ones known...
It was a sunny day.
I was among my friends...
She sits aside her cauldron, conjuring up new...
Bits and bobs of evil things are poured,mixing...
Swirling the blackness, provoking thought pools;
Contemplating how my life could have been...