This is one single poem, made from several of a different form.

Disquiet Spirit
Alone in Wisdom's Garden
Winter of the soul.

Disquiet Spirit
Last of the Forgotten ones
Eyes like night's dark fire

Disquiet Spirit
Haunting the hollow places
Eternal Autumn

Unforgotten peace
Time of joyful happiness
Gone like tears in rain


-Exos Brannador

Penned by my hand on the 8th of Variach, in the year 118 MA.