A final poem, for a longer time, if life is to go on as it is.

Moving on,
To where our roads may go,
And when the paths split,
Her' we go,
Each moment now,
Is going too fast,
The times held,
Are changing before we last,
The world is dawning,
A new age is set,
The old world is dying,
And I will die with it.
And if a breath in me lasts,
I will bow down to my lord,
Ask for forgivance,
Then leave.