life is unified husks on a spec of dust
In all, no bigger than a solitary  thought
A planet, doomed inside, lost in space
spent life on a voyage to senselessness

the forging of words of distraction;
grouped together like a bouquet of attraction
the dances, the arts, a place to mend the heart
steps through the trial of time, and awakening minute pulls apart
Too far to ever be whole
still close enough to behold
It will never end; it has never begun
So, despite rage and war, no love will be won