To rest..

Let the masquerade now end,
before the will be bend,
No more the plays of word,
Meanings lost, unheard..

Let this fantasy be slain,
Reality is but Sanity's bane,
No more of dreams be fed,
Hopes vain, unsaid...

Let the flames be doused,
embers to ashes aroused,
No more the passion dance,
desire interred, sans chance..

Let the music be ever quelled,
unsung words deathknelled,
No more the lilting serenade,
Bare emotions on parade...

Let silence hence be the mast,
its depth eternal and vast,
No more a communion fleeting,
a soul unto itself retreating...