No Child of Man Could Follow

Wanderlust in my heart
 Restless blood- fiery veins
 As grim ghosts of my past came haunting
 Seething with doubt
 I could sparse hold my ground
 Searching for signs when a raven struck down
 Judging my soul with an ice cold stare
 Ages of wisdom
 Ageless black eyes
 A soul laid bare before those pits
 Bereft of want and fancy
 Of aspirations made by man
 Fool's gold- false glory
 Relish in the dream untold
 Within it grander paths unfold
 What once was dear proved meaningless
 Our need is far beyond
 So meet me on the winding road where only the desperate dwell
 Behold in me a vision three
 They shape the flow of all
 In days of yore I craved release
 Now must decline death's invite sweet
 It was far too soon our paths would meet
 Yet part of me is still there
 For I was damned with clarity
 A path of thorns and agony
 Transfixed in eerie silence and overwhelming woe
 Existing out of space and time, it spoke with not a word
 "I'm here to give thee counsel... But never consolation..."
 And worlds I knew came tumbling down in crumbling ruins and ashes
 Dead planets and extinguished stars as far as the eye could see
 Did fill my soul with ecstasy and nigh inhuman glee
 Did shatter all that had been thus far
 For the first time I could see
 Then in the cry it uttered
 That shattering banshee's wail
 A universe within enclosed did lay
 Proclaimed in unknown tongues
 Yet my heart, it understood each poison word
 Did strike the anvil of my soul
 Of my soul
 And every road entwined did graze
 Adrift where lost souls wallow
 On pathways where my answers lie
 No child of man could follow
 Cosmic storms swept all I was
 The end of my existence
 Within I braved a horror
 Though never did I flinch
 For in these dreadful eons my essence was reforged
 An influx of wisdom blinding the virgin retina
 Witness to damnation
 Shepherd of the end
 My despair is hollow
 It heralds of rebirth
 "Rebuild then in the places
 Where only thought exists
 As the others taste but ashes
 In the furnace of your will"
 A mighty fall, now forced to be
 A vessel of purposeless misery
 In remembrance dear I once lived more
 Mere shadow of what was before
 Such rigid sight, a puzzled past
 Of what should be yet could not last
 Not here nor there, but lost between
 I am trapped in the eye of the Raven
 It was the sound of rustling wings
 Tore me from my vision grand
 Defeaning silence pierced my being
 Like a storm of nails
 Lifeless, torn and broken
 The beauty of my own demise
 I collapsed unto myself
 And plunged the heart of the abyss
 Drifting
 Lost in a timeless void
 Cursed to eternally behold
 The mirrored path unfold
 How I howled and wept
 Laughed and cried
 Lived and died
 I was empty - whole and perfect
 A creature most fulfilled