a different love

a different love
won on passion of youth
stained now with wisdom

I've soared with youthful ease
from death's silky release
and great battles sought
to win the respect of the wind

where time, peace of mind
and wisdom's lost desire
driven by stone drums
to laugh at old pains
and fail for loss of will

I've found a life
lying on the very edge
of the soft and mournful words
written for our end
born in autumn's tears
in dim, harmonious phrase