The One Ring – Hearts Still Care

A Time To Lose.

If my time could be chosen,
I would choose other than this,
If moments were tokens,
I would choose ones of bliss.

So do all, he said, who live
To see such darkened times;
But times are not easy to pick
Like mithril from mines.

And I must move into dark,
For dark it is before light,
And I must battle with it
And this Ring before my sight.

But I wish to know of time,
If dark moments can be broken –
And what would I choose,
If my time could be chosen?

31st January

I walk toward Doom and all before me is dark;

There is nothing between me and this wheel of fire.

All these flames are cold; there burns not even one spark

That can light this ambivalent destiny’s pyre.

An ally has borne me across these miles of strife

But the one has haunted even his quiet might

And all that comes to last of his and my life

Is a hope: bereft of reason and out of sight.