Seven bengs of light II

Seven wanted to "reach the stars and                                                                                                                                           seven went there and beyond"  to stay forever and forever shine upon the skies above the darkness of our lives engaged in earthly
manners,”Seven  Beings of Light.”

Somewhere lost in time,
aged at dawn before the light,
meaningless, faceless,
lies the somber face of life
once lived in furious pace
to have it all and yet
to leave so much undone.
Days of youth gone under
as if fate were so,
all its candor, its resolve
converted in bygone illusion
of having done it all
and yet, not much.
For passion was the trend of youth,
defiant pride and seedless deeds.
A time it was to live from day to day,
to tread along, unknown the path,
quick the flesh to run its gigs,
love we called the fever of an instant.
On wasted  paths of yesterday
I walk again, perhaps too late,
but yet, in hope of rescuing fate
from dying nameless death again.