It was long ago that
I had known a man
Known as mr.mystery
His hat full of secrets, he led me to heaven
tripping on the staircase,
It was there that I found life's beginning
Led above to a world of no rain
However it was quiet
For the man shared none, spoke not at all
We lay in silence
On the edge of a brimming sunrise
And it was only after years had he begun to speak
though his mind was a winding path
It was the very sunset we sat upon
And I could feel the light touching all
And warmth had introduced itself to human skin
Years after
Once he had finally run out of words
and heavens first chill ran through the air
Mr.mystery yet again ceased to speak
without a word, he stood up and walked down the path of gold
The air grew numb as an osprey landed on his arm
as heaven turned no longer holy
I descended heavens shimmering steps with a bow
And the sunrise was no longer beautiful.
