It is cold now

The tide has turned

your fire has dimmed

now going out

The Duality you once feigned

Caring but always with

Arrogant destruction

is still smoking-struggling

to make Once Mighty Self

do more than hiss


It’s my turn now

unsteadily moving with the wind

I’ve begun to burn

Now past Desire

Heated I’ve been

slowly over many years

Unlike You

Who with great Drama

and Determinism

held Attention

but now lack

Enduring Power


While I unsure

Step into Creation

You diminish Embarrassed

I know

without You

I could not carry on

Lamenting,  I love you

Daedalus’ Never-Mentioned Daughter