The tides of time,
At the behest of change,
Bring along novelty and monotony.
It touches your closed eyes,
Softly, gently, heavenly,
With memories of joy, and of gloom.
It’s on you what you embrace,
Sublime happiness or sublime sadness,
My choice… left me with no choice,
No right, no wrong… no light, no song,
Only the feeling of living where I don’t belong.
Today forming smooth waves within me,