This Meeting

Every now and then

The world weighs me down
Comes pressing onto my shoulders
The distance gets a littler further
The nights a bit colder

Emptiness just reigns in
Like it owns the place
And it looks upon this participant
Like I've had my time of grace

My meaning at it's best
Has always suffered some wear and tear
But nothing has prepared it for this
Meeting with existential despair

The vital energy of life
Has suddenly been laid bare
And now a serious stillness lies
Hanging in the air

And there is no one to call out to
No rope to be thrown down to climb
The pit starts to own you
And it's all just a matter of time

That nothing can hold back
Nothing can stop its reaching you
The broken steps become inevitable
The last meeting with your final due

What is it that you've done
You had been given so much
Who is it that you've loved
What single heart have you touched





Neils
11:04 am
06/05/2011
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transcribed this time
11:07 am
06/05/2011

N....again