You are the silent God
You arrive, you turn your head
I see your eyes, I see you’ve seen
You see me, your eyes tell so much
But you say nothing
It seems your voice has been lost in space and time
Did you lose it to the Void when you made the sacrifice ?
For it is the depth of the Void that I feel in you
There is only your eyes, your eyes that tell so much
I look at you, and you at me, and I see
I see through you, it seems I hear
But I know I don’t
Your eyes are like the well of Mimir
I can lose myself into them
I feel the depth without end
I feel the knowledge supreme
But where does your heart lay ?
Inside the water of the well
I feel the darkness and the ache
I feel a shell that has been emptied
What is this suffering ?
Where is the center of your being ?
I feel a lament from the sea
The melancholia and the ache
It is enclosed in your being
Heimdall, silent God,
Is there no cure to your wounds ?
But I feel the wave rolling,
A last look full of meaning,
A door that closes as your turn back
And the vision fades away