Song of Separation

Till eternity was our resolve to be one,
Now Eternity conspires to part us.
Transience plays on its lasting demeanour,
To whisper Songs of Separation in our ears.
But must I leave thee in this fragmented state?
And submit, at last, to my fiendish Fate?
Must dew of thine eyes ink thy florid face?
And Muses abandon our unheard tales?
I see yonder stars slowly fading away,
No light dares cross this dreary-damp way.
Spring is departing, moaning in vain,
No sunlight shall brighten my dark being again.
Leaves fall upon the shore, withered and pale,
From the waters of thy love, I am ordained to sail.
My home: thy bosom, banishes me now,
I stare, benumbed, no sighs to bestow.
Yet, with all thin courage left in my chest,
I make you a promise to revisit thy world blest.
I would happily traverse the regions of the dead,
To see thy holy face, I'd all my life-blood shed.
But, what shall my homecoming ever avail?
I shan't find you hither or even thy smell's trail.
Dauntless dismay shall be my yearning's reward,
For Fate has banished all comfort from my lot.
Nay, Cry not, for our souls can never be apart!
My existence is yours, I am your own part.
But see, the hour of desolation approaches near,
Kindling my spirit with agony and fear.
As I leave thee, I must ask for a drop of tear.
For it shall forever shield me from despair and wear.
Let's asunder then, before the season of patience ends,
Oh dear mother! I must travel to loveless, lonely lands.