Landscapes, entrance my mind with thoughts of ancient times. I wonder... Did they walk this path...
Open seas, an endless horizon they seem. I wonder... where did they go...
Seasons running through my veins, like snow melting on my skin. They crawl beyond my flesh and grasp my yearning soul
Alas! The force of this divinity. What caused its end...
I drown in thoughts. Yet, answers have abandoned this place. Long ago
Blood runs cold from my arm...
Another one is now to die. Is he the last to see the graceful entity of Nature. Is he the last to have his heart and soul nailed in Her embrace...
He passes on...