Poem - Outside it rains softly

outside it rains softly 
inside the incense burns
music plays and my eyes
are full of the shadows of rushes
thistledown drifts past my face
i am alone here
and the world has not ended
i am the only one left awake in the world
i am the only one left alive in the world
with my lungs full of incense
and lights in my hair
the trees sing a watchful lullaby
but i will never sleep here
i am alone but the emptiness
does not devour me
i don't remember loneliness
those days are gone
my eyes are dark and my hair
smells of incense.
those days are gone, love.