Behind an ancient palace door
A wizard works his final spell
Where magic captivates no more.
His secrets, strewn across the floor
Beneath him, will forever dwell
Behind an ancient palace door.
Another withered word before
His talent bids its last farewell
Where magic captivates no more.
Angelic voices used to roar
Inviting miracles to swell
Behind an ancient palace door.
Among the now-forsaken lore
He questions why the voices fell
Where magic captivates no more.
He lays his work inside the drawer
Where wonder is at last dispelled
Behind an ancient palace door—
Where magic captivates no more.
The Last Wizard