The shards of dreams erased,
The pulse forgotten by me,
In nightmares' iron vice encased,
Married with silence by destiny.
The echoing hum of vanity's stride
Is absorbed by the mint-cold air.
Opening eyes, the leftovers of sleep
Have silenced the hourglass there.
The path of a thought is begun,
Spurning the underworld’s halls.
A distant beam has flashed and gone—
I’ll walk the road where reflection falls.
Almost caught up, ready to seize,
But the warm light vanished from view.
Shattering through the earthly crust,
It brought the weight of the heavenly blue.
A fleeting second revealed the thread,
In the ruins where her fate was laid—
Destined to weave the forest crowns,
A titan growing in the centuries' shade.