Silent Fool

A dark cloud passes over his head.
Is this an eternal judgment?

What does it matter?

He continues on his way, shadows follow.
Whispering in his ear, a flow of thoughts.

Is there no path to follow?

The Silent Fool speaks no words.
His actions account for more.

What are the desires of a heart smothered by regret?

He walks a lonely road.
The dust behind leaves no legacy.

The colors of the stars and moon bleed into one.

A mind captivated by nothing.
Strings of the heart tugging wildly.

But who can reverse the sands of time.

A destiny, seemingly shattered.
The meaning of life expired, turned sour.

The sounds of the night his only friend.

Is there but one path to take.
But one course which life will stay?

Not even time itself may tell.

Only the will of the Silent Fool.
And the sounds that set them free.