Locus
Sunrise, sunset, throes of time
Then a thousand more
Nightfall, daybreak causes bind
Now, again, before
Pushed above colliding giants
Into air that roared
Forgotten fragments scarred my face
Sculpted, frozen, thawed
Towering, yet anchored
Holder of their breath
Locus, shadow, turning point
Backdrop to their death
The sweep of days that moulded me
Immense among the mists
Crafted also people who
Would struggle, grasp, resist
One such life unfolded here
She wept beneath the moon
Exiled from her former life
Hiding, waiting, soon
I saw around her all things change
Each a past component
And I, too, was nothing that
Endured beyond the moment
The sweep of days that moulded me
Immense among the mists
Crafted also people who
Would struggle, grasp, resist
I watched her live among her thoughts
Consumed as each occurred
And as she drowned in memories
The past survived within her
Vicious fears and vicious frosts
Had followed her, it seemed
Through every moment of her life
Though sometimes my slopes gleamed
Vicious fears and vicious frosts
Had followed her, it seemed
Through every moment of her life
Though sometimes my slopes gleamed
Dread dispersed and passed away
A process was undone
New coherence followed soon
But in that, I found no one
Crumbling rocks near her old grave
I break and fall in time
And as each piece is blown away
Which part of me, am I?
Then a thousand more
Nightfall, daybreak causes bind
Now, again, before
Pushed above colliding giants
Into air that roared
Forgotten fragments scarred my face
Sculpted, frozen, thawed
Towering, yet anchored
Holder of their breath
Locus, shadow, turning point
Backdrop to their death
The sweep of days that moulded me
Immense among the mists
Crafted also people who
Would struggle, grasp, resist
One such life unfolded here
She wept beneath the moon
Exiled from her former life
Hiding, waiting, soon
I saw around her all things change
Each a past component
And I, too, was nothing that
Endured beyond the moment
The sweep of days that moulded me
Immense among the mists
Crafted also people who
Would struggle, grasp, resist
I watched her live among her thoughts
Consumed as each occurred
And as she drowned in memories
The past survived within her
Vicious fears and vicious frosts
Had followed her, it seemed
Through every moment of her life
Though sometimes my slopes gleamed
Vicious fears and vicious frosts
Had followed her, it seemed
Through every moment of her life
Though sometimes my slopes gleamed
Dread dispersed and passed away
A process was undone
New coherence followed soon
But in that, I found no one
Crumbling rocks near her old grave
I break and fall in time
And as each piece is blown away
Which part of me, am I?
Credits
Writer(s): Elliot Sansom, George Kosmas, John Richardson, Shaun Sykes, Steve Merry
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