Walking

What is fate?
The inevitable last sigh of life?
The premonition of one in time?
The clarion call of silence at the end of all?
The dying of the light as darkness reigns?
Only those who walk it's way may know.

What is suffering?
The pain one feels at that last sigh?
The doom one feels with foretold design?
The scratching within when silence calls?
The seeking of light within darkness stains?
Only those who walk it's way may know.

What is rage?
The screaming denial of that final sigh?
The violent refusal of that impending design?
The howling rebuke of silence's vile call?
The extinguished light when darkness falls?
Only those who walk it's way may know.

I am a spirit of suffering
I call it forth into time
I accept it's ties that bind
I walk it's way that others need not find
The meaning contained within it's dreams......