Upon the grass trickles in endless streams
The tears of the world for all its lost dreams,
Under the stellar sea of blue and gold
The wind reminisces memories old,
Into the bowels of the earth, dark and warm,
Silence echoes from ages to ages
Throughout the faded and brand new pages,
Working its strange, irresistible charm,
Along the threads of possibilities
Rise great empires and beautiful cities,
Behind the beating heart of the creature
Pain strives to become a better teacher.
From within, with ove.