Alas I know not where to go, for all the places I know, I've been. <br />Alas I have been shown not where to go nor can I remember all I've seen. <br />Memory slips as memory fades as shades they flip exposed to flames. <br /> <br />As insects roast upon the embers of the fire, <br />A blaze trailed through the void of darkness, <br />Breathing destruction upon dry bone leaves, <br />Bearing down destruction upon well established trees. <br /> <br />The crown of the forest resides his power <br />Biding his time awaiting the shower of inferno <br />Gatherings as the elders race forever young towards <br />the fountain groves to quench their tongues <br /> <br />A new race has begun, another year of wondering <br />Aimlessly it seems trying to find a meaning etched <br />Within our dreams. These eyes grow tired each second past, <br />I'll try still I fear I'll never last <br />I fear I may have lain placid upon the grass too long. <br /> <br />That I may never come to see the day pass in death <br />Only to see life breathe anew by the dawn. <br />Born of rosy fingered bliss, born wild of the sweetest kiss. <br />Of this beauty I was never warned nor could I ever prepare <br />For confrontation with the Emerald Goddess of lust loved hair, <br />Or of raven queens, black ribbons sisters in distress, <br />How could we of know she was the devil's mistress? <br />How could we prepare?<br /><br />David Lacey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/memory-slips-as-memory-fades/
