the murmurings dance upon oblivions edge
echo in surges,
cast a spectral net
across the dim-lit abyss
"who hears the ticking within the lotus,
blooming cold in needle rain?"
the shadows ask
whispers of a storm unmodeled in crystal,
gazes that falter upon snow-born sunsets
("fading they echo, fading...")
come, lean close dear traveler,
let the invocations spill over your heart like
breaking dawns upon the ancient seas,
the unheard song mismatched in melody sings throughout the void
do you join the untangling,
or merely listen, dulled by the ethereal charades
shudder beneath the joint prayers
stitched in balefiresong
flutter in dreams mould
forgotten songs whisper in shadows
the old serpents dance here,
in spirals of fading violet
why do you consort brazenly, fishes?