and yet he remained

no winter fire for barren hearth

no warming sun for frozen earth

no summer breeze for ragged sails

no soothing cure for a heart's travail

no new love to replace the old

no spirit pyre to fight the cold

no fresh hope of a new day dawning

no way to end his incessant longing

the seasons changed,

his life rearranged,

from friends estranged,

and yet he remained -

waiting for a nameless vision

waiting for a grand transition

waiting for his heart to mend

waiting for the world to end

...::cdp2007::...