With all of life uncertain we're giving
and pretending what matters less is life so cold
and opaque with postulant

In the arch of the morning the seas
of searing life are the seeds
of never-ending light
What calls of forgiveness
what matters less than to
mitigate the meaning of that
which sold for less the convalesced
The obvious condensed  obvious

With this I'm certain the claws of teething and maws
of feeding are only the only cause the cause to live

The cause to stand  to steel
To sword and confidence
the churning fortune remembers it's
all only caught in the auspice

Its return is magnificence