JiKanNo Ka

And since the flames of existence
Do consume all they inspire
Discovered it seems only
In the ashes of a pyre
Where together all man stand alone
To mourn the passing of a future sown,
Tilled, reaped, harvest 'n devoured

And since the fans of time's expanse
Still burn like paper in the wind
Your yellows turn to black of night
Nostalgic greys die white again
Here is the soul left to lay sleeping
To birth a seed in timeless dreaming
That burns as bright while it is fleeting

So then HaShem, thy mighty hand
Is it not burning too?

時間の火 - 02-18-2006