You Spoke of Fate

Standing together on the barren plain of night

I watched you strike a match

and bring light to this wasteland

All around us there came crawling shadows

seeking you out, the calling flame

and visions of paradise once far out of reach

that seem now a wave on the horizon

Your lips spoke of fate

your hands reached out to take hold

pull me into the warmth of the flame

and calm the raging storm behind my eyes

As the shadows crept over us

the wasteland became a mirror for the night

and away at the edge the wave began to crest

ready at last to overtake the empty shore

Re-watched Stalker (1979) the other day. I think it’s the fourth time now, and every time I watch it I find something new that blows me away. Tarkovsky was a master of film with no equal.

Photo by Matt Artz on Unsplash

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