Nostalgia - Gwynbleidd

As in a dream I traveled back

To times lost, places remembered

And with me I took all that is I

And once there, I held still in the moment

Aware that again it would be gone

Gone were the days — echoes in memory

Sweet exallings of my mindless flaw

Lived on…

Together we ran away

Abandoned reason for hope

And left behind our essence

Lost it all, and for what

Alas, on wings of hope

Were we to meet at the end of roads

To what the facade

Dressed in strokes of mocking void

Left me dreaming for

To past comes alive and clear with awareness

Trees bare green around the senile court

Awaken to the kind of dandelion youth

Others have only dreamt about

To hold is still

The countless times I’ve searched and failed

For what — you cannot see

Seductive cult of yearning

Blindly leads me still — away

Blessed with the notion of past no more

We blundered on without cause

The mist once ever fallen — forever

Exiled the most cherished thoughts