The meandering beauty and the muck of the light that went out without a fuss
And the darkness that lit the expanse
With chance that brought parlance and the certainty that took you there
The infinite shadow of doubt and the reason that glimmered without
A gradient of joy hides the rest, beyond the source that glimmers abreast.
A rote course harbours the light, a nest cradled by rhythm thats bright.
That which balanced the crest, the tide was before, before now went west.
The nothing and the colourful refrain and where we are in between, we sang.
The apex of time from a past to blame and a future to shame; nature's eternal again.