Autumn

Filling this world with a gloomy gaze
While living in an absorbing haze
A deep grey lake is all they see
Focussed on what will come and what will be
What will be shall come at last
And knowing what will come has already passed
Thinking and thinking, it's going to deep
The borders are gone now, even in his sleep
Where is the beginning, where is the end?
What will you go through, where do you stand?
A sorcerer, a beggar
A king or a knight
The emperor of a world
The world of his mind