Mind . Heart . Soul

With the mists of memory
Fades time past
Cradled in dreams
Are love and lust


In eternity find
Both of us
Bronze and aged
The color of rust


Forbidden by rules
Held steadfast
Retreat in the end
We know we must


To an end
As clear as glass
Retreat from this land
One day we must


One of us crumbles
Turning to dust
Another disappears
With the light of dusk


One is the body
A material mask
The other the mind
An invisible crust


Once both is lost
Burnt by age
Found will be that
Is the core of man