Does it matter?

Like them I shall pass....

Like them must I maintain the class?

Like them my destiny will dissolve,

In nothing but a void where I revolve.

Will I ever be remembered?

For the Light of Love that I Jingled....

Like them I take refuge in Clandestine,

Until I see the warmth in the cold sunshine.

Like them shall I move?

Until I reach the heart of this endless groove....

My words embraced in honey of my soul,

are diamonds that seem fragile like coal

Like them shall I bite my tongue?

Like them should my loud whispers stay unsung?

Will this magnificence residing in my tremulous heart ever scatter?

But then,

Does it even matter?

~ Sunfluous (Pen name)