My soul draws vital breathe from yesterday
I am carried on by obsidian tracks
Through places long forgotten
Engines pull and pull and
I am carried along
Across moonlit nights
Tracks recede
The future is against my will
© zaji, 2016
i am everything • i am nothing • therefore • i can be anything.
I love “Obsidian Nights” as dark and transparent tracks whisk you away into moonlit nights. Though the future isn’t so transparent, it is inevitable. Excellent write Zaji!!!!