Suns fell, moons rose,

Days faded, night stretched into nothingness,
And nothingness endured,

Emptiness for nigh on five thousand years,
A vast ocean of time and pain, wandering in vain,
searching,

Always searching for the one I lost so very long ago,

Life's love, mated souls,
When last I held her, eternal bliss,
Gone from me, forcibly took,
Angered was I, fearful, and shook,

Five millennia hath I sought,
Roaming from this life to that, anguished thought,
Battles fought, pierced I did bleed,
But ne’er give up my beautiful reprieve,

Followed her did I, trudging through one life to the next,
Always missing her, always too late,
Worlds apart, gone so long, so alone,
Cold, ever mourning, sadness, ever in woe,

Five hundred decades, weeping in silence,
Raven’s call, echoing within a desolate soul,
Loneliness consuming, no one to truly hear,
No one to understand but her, out there, somewhere,

So many times falsely found,
Not her but another, ever the baited clown,
Ever screaming out in pain,

"Please let her see, Gods, please show her to me."

A hundred lifetimes past,

Fates�?jest sickens,
Finally my sword do I layeth down in sadness,
Take to yet another wrong love,

Swift to catch my eye,
Though her beauty is unmatched,

She may never ease my madness,

But as I lay in her arms for the very first time,
And our souls gently touch,

And I gaze into her eyes,
I melt and weep, …because my heart suddenly gasps,
"Oh my god... I have found her! I found her at last!"

Áяΐзş' Writings