My eyes descend,
Leading me to ephemeral joys and wonderment.
I see what cannot be seen
Hear what cannot be heard
Feel - the inevitable.
The end is near, though I have no worries,
 For the vagaries of our discerners prove obsolete.
Irreparable minds seek not to amuse you.
Do not grieve the bearer, a solemn vow to redeem.
Innocence is absent in the eyes ( Read more... )