The tilt-shifted planet changes
With the seasons
As ancient ages divide
The far and wide
That storm-wearied road below
Which opens up its pages
To reveal what once its author
Used to know
In battling the wind
A subtle story begins
Infusing fortune's favour
From that latent palace within
Six lone lost troubled travellers
Trail behind
The world's once long wandering vagrants
Left alone with
Their tell-tale hearts
Forever torn apart
To begin that lonesome
Journey
Once again
Towards home
written in a park the other day