Two pennies for my eyes
Let them not forget
The ferry man will pass me by
and I the world to wander
It seems the world
Has no solace
for lonely souls
as I
I get to crossroads
to find the way blocked
and I cannot see
which way to turn
Left,right
forward,back
they are the only choices
unless I choose to jump
the track
and leave the beaten path
so remember the old ways for me
pay the ferryman his due
Close these eyes to all the world
that I might start anew.
We work in the Dark; we give what we have. Our Doubt is our passion- our passion is our task, and the rest is the madness of art. -Henry James