Where is my sign?
My omen
White owl
Black stone

That which chooses
The paths
That I must
Live
Walk and own

My soul can wander
Aimlessly
It has done so for years

No destination
No end
No place
Black eyes
Gray heart
White face

Bones bleached
And stacked
Upon them only a brief
Rain fell
Pale tears

And they spoke to me of
My paralyzing fears
That keep me frozen
In my own time

Suspend me in
Dark discord and
Lock out my rhythm
Disconnect my rhyme

Out of mind
Out of sight
Out of body

That wisp of spirit
Wanders
The blackened roads
Resists the pull

From the talisman
I seek
But never find