The Great Unquiet

Wherefore you this incandescent lit

Should you turn all your light

To sorrow

Wherefore you jewel amidst pebbles

Should you make from diamonds

This sadness

So

Come my love think not

Break nothing against frustrated walls

Do not my love

Strip illusion to threadbare patterns

Tune not this needles twine

To pluck inharmonious chords

Wherefore the heat of your tears

Should you trace your love by their fate

To this weariness

Wherefore you this petal of tenderness

Should you so paint your colours to answer drear

In emptiness

Quiet now my love think not on

Take this salted pinch to toss it wayward

And do not my love

Burden your dreams with such as arid sands

Or make their dunes

To mountains unattainable

Hush now my love

Do trouble not

Come rest your tired soul

Hush now my love

Be at peace

Come rest in my quiet soul

Wherefore now my spirits light

Should it not dance with you

To forever

Wherefore I if not by your side

To mark such sorrow, such sadness

Into I passes all weariness and emptiness