Time Passages

Four months to this day,
has it been since you passed away;
into the great unknown.

Wrapped in mystery,
shrouded in silence;
your being gone, still doesn't make sense.

I pray that the prayers,
we so hopelessly send;
do somehow make an amend,
for what we did begin and what time did end.

Vaya Con Dios!

Oh Bro

flesh of my flesh,
blood of my blood;
estranged in body
connected in soul...

where art thou now?
dwell in the heart
of the One pure;
I pray you find
a heavenly cure.

I struck the board and cried 'no more'!

take away my pleasure,
take away my pain;
i am amazed at Thy creation,
but I don't wanna be born again!

oh what's the use, if it
makes no sense;
what matters whither one cometh from,
or goes whence?
:)

Tell me please

Was it Fate,
or Freewill;
My heart,
it does wonder still.

The way you came,
the way you went;
was it all done,
or as yet unspent?

A question that haunts,
and forever will;
Time for this once,
doth stand still.