The past is where mighty have fallen
I erase past
I let my guard down --
With no memory
There is no reflection,
Complication sails on smooth seas,
Love becomes lightening across the sky
And again Orpheus' eyes
Will never gaze backwards
Towards Eurydice's life
Dying into his.

The past is not where pain is rewarded
I erase past
Mistakes I killed with
Have never been made.
Write with me a new dimension
Time no longer bears a Pythagorean three
There are no angles to adjust
Just future.
Just the future, and not even now
Remains the victim of what might have been.
Tomorrow's beginning leads them both into the light.
The flute no longer carries notes of woe,
Their eyes through our hopeful ones shall meet.