The Last of The Light

 

I came up here

To this Northern corner

This ring of bright water

To let the last of the light in

I came up here 

To this land on the borders

As a dreamscape hoarder

To let the last of the sight shine in

I came up here

On feet thrust forward by fear

That you'd fast disappear

A refusal at last to let the fright climb in

I came up here

Where the wind blows clear

And the salt licks your ear

Till all I can hear

Is the oceanic lyric, 

With the sound of the last of the life-lines in

I came up here

My proposed purpose sincere

To gather the distance near

Before the soul's windows are closed

To let the last of the light in

I came up here

To drink it in

The sand of my fathers

The sea-foam and lathers

Drink deep son,

Soon the ask of the night want's in

He's rather polite,

But unmistakably not asking.

I came up here

On the wheels of the gulls

The resistance of hulls,

The surf and the storm

As the boat floats in

It's as open as the sky

The remains of my eye

On this dune I cry

For the life passed by.

While I had the chance,

I never let the light shine in