Teal equinox drifting over the valley
tangled in a crystal chain of stars.
Ghosts of the universe spiral endlessly.
Mind in a shell of illusions we’ve made;
iron, earth, and air.
Dawn’s haloed sky stretches over the mountain locked in a veil of silver fog.
Jewels of infinity cradled in our hands.
Knots of wind come unraveled by the night;
salt, sun, and gold.
