The translucent glass Small vines wrap around It connects the inside to the outer shell The bones of hollow And the gloss of blues Vivid to the eye Reflections of light show themselves The small mysteries of earthy heavens The sounds of frigid winds carry The small angels of earth They blend and blind the blood ones Those who stalk its lusterful beauty To watch it float is like to watch a tear fall Fall from the eyes of innocence Glowing with flames of ice Perpetual harmonious laughter Ringing like small myths to the eyes Glorious creature they are Glorious they will be, Those who fly
Inspiration from Dr. Faustus, giving light to darkness