The heart grows weary
2 June 2023

Centuries
float by as I sit
on my knees
in prayer
The bosom silent slayer
of my withered dreams

Weaving streams
my lids’ waters flow
The heart beats
as they grow
Mind knows of timeless defeats
as it caves down slow

Death repeats
riddles of my spleen
Now washed clean
they glimmer
in incandescent shimmer
revive the unseen

Yesterday 
impossible time
I woke up
to a rhyme
it rang within me a bell
solitary chime

I lived lives
etched in galaxies
cosmic rings
shaking me
Wedded to the law of three
sacred in me sings

Tomorrow
whisper that arrives
when mouth drives
widowed wives
As the eye watches teary
the heart grows weary

Reading of the poem:

Vitas - Heart | Витас - Сердце (2016)