In every moment reflecting wonders,
of mirrored faces biding time-
And songs that play in harmony,
with words that never seem to rhyme.
Soon crystallized in sudden sparks,
are hopes and dreams delayed-
Despite a promise, tried and true,
we tend toward profound dismay.
And what if the clouds above us reigned,
like the chieftains of our clan?
And their rivalry begins and ends,
with notions quite so grand?
We seem to sulk about the world,
in heavy-hearted manners-
But crystallized within our souls,
what's left is all that matters.