Omens

Why are you here, what's the reason
For you to count days and dusks
To watch each coming circle of seasons
Of life so splendid and at last.

Receive a mysterious message
For you assigned important presage
Who are you here: hunter? prey?
Would you die or would you stay?
If you want to stay not to go astray
Not to feel disgrace leave a trace.

What is your choice out of three
Death, oblivion, memory?
Trace by fallen star near or so far
Everlasting chase in the space.

You're here to have your daring say
You have enormous love to ray
And get reflected light without blame
Cause you get what you once gave.

Listen to your voice
Open your mind colours
You have the omens for you
That is your own choice
Don't turn around and hollow
Your lot into a new.

Why are you here, what's the clue
In wisdom presented to you
In gentle words which stir and tease
"Accept the future as it is"
Why are you here, high above
All love embraced by even love?
Maybe to judge and cast aside
Your needless vanity and pride.