Windswept

Volcanic. It rises into the sky. A place open to the hungry night, stretching toward the stars. Thunderous. It roars. Yet in all its destruction it is lonely. In all of its power it calls to those trying to forget and to those who aren't ready to let go and who remain desperate to remember.

I set eyes on that crimson face

The edges of that jag-toothed coast

Ushered here by these migratory tides

To a place where you have scorched the Earth

How can I be so empty?

There is every bit of you here

In these fragmented wounds

How could I possibly purge this now?

That mountain rises

Ancient and swept by the endless wind

Towering inferno of this eruption

Of what you brought to bear beneath

Lightning arcs like all the dances

I had saved for you and I

A chance for destiny withdrawn

A choice to burn this to the ground

How is that your words catch fire

But I am the one who is now ash?

And you walk away unscathed

With each step forgetful of the past

What reflections remain for the defeated?

Sometimes a man doesn't get back up

Perhaps his place is on his face then?

A fool who listens to his heart

It is not the never was I fear

But every memory I harbor

That one day there will be no tears

Nothing left, all is forgotten

When his games begin like clockwork

Will you remember passing me by

You left me here atop this mountain

Holding my most sacred fire

Shipwrecked and forlorn I started

To worship the tide itself it seems

I shunned the work of love and honor

To pursue a deeper darker dream

The rumbling Earth begins to ponder

Slumber to steel my worldly pain

A heart of stone to weather fire

An eroded soul to survive the rain

This symmetry demands an answer

How I was summoned back to this place

Deep down in this impact crater

Where at first I saw your face

A storm on the horizon wanders

The breaking waves and parting seas

And from my mountaintop I wonder

If tides might bring you back to me

- Windswept -