All love is behind me; least of all yearning.
My growing years yet a dull mirror, nothing more to learn.
Tomorrow just a wisp of things I wanted, forever out of reach, with no more disappointments, no more time to preach.
Leave me now, I pray thee, Let me move quietly from here, Let the silence envelop me,
For peace I want to hear.
There is a beginning, and always an end, As was in time past,
as it always has been.
Tear not for me, for I had the grand, I had the lovers and many friends.
A rich heart mine always, but now time is lean,
I will not fade slowly but will make it clean.
It is time for my soul to leave the ground.
Ramblings from an Unpaved Mind 