Beyond The Infinite

Of this barren womb, Wept into being. Formed elysium, Knit and rendered. From this well, Coaxed fronds in fire. Cleaved day and night, Bled and filled the seas, Clot and formed the land And exhaled the sky Kneel low and now humble.. This unerring wea

Running over empty graves Crushing every trains Until the shadow casts the pain You get what you want into the stars There was a time when the world was ours I should have known that the hour was there But I was listening to all my pains All the thin