I have been silent for a long time
the past five years have forced me
to think
thoughts confused
mind absent
eyes closed
The circle of life surrounds me
embraces me with her cold breath
blinds my mind with her everlasting
gaze
The great flow of being
the paradox of life
silently I sit
wait for the coming
hope for the best
prepare for the worst
Nothing new
just empty words
mindless thoughts
the past and the present
all around
Winter is coming
