Frailty - Ikuinen Kaamos

An old man stares through the window pane

The cold wind is

Swaying the long grass

The man sits on a chair resting his

Weary legs

Weakness reflects from his withered skin

He is praying for strength and mercy

Silent

Devotion flows around him

The wall is covered with memories

Portraits with faces that never grow old

The

Dreams of the past haunt his lonely life

The crying face

And voice of a newborn child

The piercing gaze in the eyes

Of grace

The first frail smile of the hopeful dawn

He closes the eyes that God once opened

And

Listens the wind howling outside

It cracks through the

Walls of old home

Deep to the soul of a man without a

Path