Why aren't you looking at me
Your gaze is caught in a unsettling haze
Just where are you..?
A spectra of wonders
Scattered across the vastness of the sky
Only to be lost in the wave of time.
Lasting a few seconds
Evaporating in an instant,
Before breaking apart again.
Inspired by astatine.
A walking ghost,
Without as much as a form,
Attaching itself to those who heed not the warnings.
The Earth remains,
While the Heavens are ripped asunder by thunder,
Only the howling wind will carry forth its tale.
Round and round again,
The years are coming to an end,
Relentlessly leaving everything behind.
Withering away with the passing eons,
Till no traces are left to define,
Such is the toll of time.