Forever She Spoke

This world can’t last  
forever she spoke
 
The will of the wake  
The quiet of stroll,
In a reflection of steps
Were dreams she foretold

Countless ages of travel  
So distantly sown,
Was the heart of a Dove
In the rouse of a storm

And on the wind she had claimed,  
It had traveled through dust  
And had settled one night
In an unopened box  

In a galaxy distant  
With an Earth and a Clock  
And try as we might,  
The time never knows

The reflection of steps  
In the stories she told
In Watch of a Nightingale  
From the string of an echo
  
This world can’t last  
forever she spoke