Mono No Aware

No indolence shall ever keep us here No consolation will ever be enough We shall tear down the fake vaults of heaven And shape in our own image the greatest of all sacrifices At last we're freed from tribulation Seeing the bereaved engrave on our headstones In reverence for our rites of passage These last syllables of bygone days These idle years Were never ours to suffer through How can we ever Fathom this immeasurable loss To become undone we had to take but a single step In foreboding of death's embrace quietly drawing near Unbeknownst to us The predation of time just takes and takes Possessions that we held dear And all which made us whole In stark bright contour We clung to it so desperately All too soon we'd become But ghosts drawn out into the dusk It seems like sand Life just trickled through the cracks In greater footsteps left behind We only follow in never ending tracks As we stood in awe in the face of beauty These idle years Were never ours to suffer through How can we ever Fathom this immeasurable loss To become undone If the proud were never to dance away Like petals before the wind To vanish like the ephemeral bloom of spring How could we ever fathom For this too shall pass