When souls which have forgot frivolity
Traveling the expanse of purple panoramas
In lowliness, noting the fatal flights
Lost in the cities;
Lost in the skies
Hither, thither, and masterless
Sanctioned souls condemned and heartless
Lost in the cities;
United by poetry
Like cascading ribbons of thundering waterfalls
That splash alluring forests with leaves in ochre red
Moving as the moon tides, near and near
It's the calibre of the moments that mattered;

Of the two becoming one'