27 September 2012
In the still of night And the quiet of Day I long not for endurance But choose to fade away For now I conform To the silent whispers And their thoughts Can't hang on any longer I long for the departure I aught.
But what once seemed golden Has dulled to brass Glitter on going But fades away As I have dimmed From the light I was.
My life In my golden teens Slips by speedily Like a shooting star Never knowing Where I started Nor getting anywhere.
I'll put my stamp on earth And I'll pay my dues Like an autumn leaf I sway violently in the storm Floating freely, nothing No morals to hold me No guilt No remorse Just success.
To escape to silence Will hold a golden charm And like a golden leaf I become detached To silence To beauty
Alone.
Silence Being Golden • Opuss № I