Silk and Silence

Eternal watchman breathed in ragged silk,
stand tall in the shadows of existence,
bear the burden that no other dares shoulder,
ever present in the shadow of the eyes.

When we first arrive you see us whole and pure,
the guardian that we are always aware of,
hide from us but look fondly on as we grow,
there will be a time we meet again.

Watch our firsts from the outlines and visit us through time,
I see your touch as the coffin closes,
you take them as their time comes,
there will be a time when it is I not them.

You are seen more as we bloom into ourselves,
the tails of your silk wafting into the ever changing air,
always looking away I wonder who you are,
there will be a time when you will look to me.

Time has reached its end the clock ticks its last,
there you are at last facing me in waves of your silk,
lower your face to me and peace is found to smile back,
the time has come to walk together old friend take me home.