Beyond the halo-tinged pavements
Lie corridors devoid of rust
Joyful and triumphant,
Inviting all the faithful to drop by.

Lanterns of every color
Dance and sing and call out
To us, the travelers
Who won't even bother spending a cent.

The eerie gloss of a choir
Rings far and beyond the forests
Of broken glass that
Challenge it note for note.