As night sirens blow from their own stillness
Bare fainted pain of an old alchymist illness
Cracked shells of an innocent heart with tears
Saved by frost light freezing all earthly fears
Carried the serenty of winters in every grief
Rejoiced a dance of life in each Autumn's leaf
Tasted the multitude sweatness of each sigh
As Eon and Tellus in washing time fly Aye

∴ Lyna Salman