Striven feet are
Stumbled on this river bank
Cold and slender fingers
Wading through the rapture of ripples
Reminding
Dying
Dying forever

Eclipsed were the ways

Pain strewn thorns
Anguished astray
Wavering wilderness
Pensive plodding paths

Wither
Wither forever

After
Light years
I know
You will map us
On the palm of a miser