Come hear the cries of heart so wounded by ravishes of time;

And song of soul in heartless world where common the pain …

Come listen to echoes of voice heard only in dreamful mind;

Of vision lost in passing of years as passing of hope has passed…

When promises made in secret to the self where secrets dwell;

From time of youth before understanding was part of life…

Where fruits of the labor of pain and suffering took root;

From time of youth and timed the darkened day…

Now shown no light for sake of clouds which hasten thoughts;

That hamper youthful hope where light’s essential…

 Disillusioned by realities inaudible yelling of words…

 Not spoken and the spoken word not lived…

Remember in the youth when stars filled darkened skies;

And dreams filled heart from head to soul with starry light…

Then growth saw diming of the sky that was the youth;

So stars withdrew beyond the sight and eyes knew not…

A time that was before the time which stole the heart of dreams;

It ugliness born of realities darkened clouds of despair…

Let loose in world where innocent thought had not yet taken hold;

And now; what now…my “Song of Life”!

by Trular