At I if ever mine highest self, forging pains unto the canvas of wonders...at I mine most calm’st chamber do we all but have one of our own
Trapped in what instance who ought to see me lose consciousness and witness the death of the sage
Or a mage mayhap caged in shackles
Graze me with love oh dear even if from light years away
Or so a still touch for me to swallow still waters.