Canvas

Another stone left unturned
Confining silence of the
Earth undone
Listen to natures song
The cry of the fervent tones
Unbroken remembrance:
The final hand that life hath dealt to me.

Paint my portrait with silence as my canvas
Swan song: a tempest, with silence as my canvas.

At the crossroads now I stand
Ragged brush clutched in my hand
All the chapters, all the days
Azure birthed back to the grays.

Waiting for the sign, the tapestry unwinds
Each note that bound the thread frees melody instead
Each memory 'neath my eye, a whisper on the sky
To hear secrets within just raise ears to the wind.

Paint my portrait with silence as my canvas
Swan song: a tempest, with silence as my canvas.

Another stone left unturned
Confining silence of the
Earth undone
Listen to natures song
The cry of the fervent tones
Unbroken remembrance:
The final hand that life hath dealt to me.