wanderer's lament

birds in the sky
move through the clouds
feathers fall like sadness
at your mournful sound

beauty so great
hurts to behold
close your eyes to take it in
colors soft and cold

breathe it in
sighs in the air
fall away
face that you wear

breathe it out
memories low and deep
words you speak
prophesy while you sleep

thoughts of the past
cannot sustain
never wrong and never right
echoing refrain

rain in the sky
joins your lament
falls until it covers you
laden with regret