You left our warm home one winter's night,
Venturing down to the icy water, silently drifting,
Flown there with the netherbirds which must roam.
You'd left faint prints in the snow, I thought,
To show me where I must go.
I tried to reach you, ran quite fast,
But you'd gone where I cannot follow:
The waves are deep and the boat long gone
From its roost in shoreline's shallows.
You floated away in the thin row boat,
Hardly a shelter on such a sea, no oars you took,
On Hades' bark, no look behind, you followed
Blythely some phantom empty shadow.
I called to you, but your eyes
Slid from mine to over yonder, what's
that he sees I wonder,and
as your mouth chattered some inane moonlit blather,
I realized you couldn't hear my cries.
Your giggles,far from happy, were
filled with the empty drifting on endless seas,
Alone and confused and without help,
with no land in sight for eternities.
Your line to here and now grew taught and thin
And snapped eventually so tight it pulled,
You venturing to that place where darkness
reigns supreme, the vast desert of no man's land,
that has no king nor queen.
My heart is heavy now with grief,
For I cannot help you nor even offer
Temporary relief for you who cannot hear me.
Like a beautiful silk tapestry that has come
undone, you've left me far behind and now
you've gone and lost your Mind.