Descending steps, from a place unknown.
Angelic strings, scarlet curtains flown.
Empty thoughts, the cold flame quivers.
A lifeless figure, breathing in his throne.
A dark room, a landscape of artefact.
A glimmering lighthouse, dispirited tone.
The dancing fork, combing feathered pages.
Paradisal fantasy, a child in old age.
Reasons without words, a game endless.
Passions without swords, a spirit soulless.
Divine bliss, escapes my light cone.
Sorrows unspoken, rose my tombstone.
