The air dissolves at night,
milky swirls of sorrowful clouds
lurching among street lamps
huddled close to the fitful flames
lapping at what warmth that drips down.

The air dissolves at night,
milky swirls of sorrowful clouds
lurching among street lamps
huddled close to the fitful flames
lapping at what warmth that drips down.

Stone like frozen smoke
settled beneath the grassy knoll
roils with the sea below.
The tide pulls loose rocks from the wall
our world plummets beneath the waves.
Adoration grows
Once simple things, now complex,
Then simple again.
The world made finite and small,
Then explodes beyond us all.