Tears; bringing us closer parting the sediments Around your stone heart Pain; your sharp answer drawing us nearer to scream or whimper on your deflated bosom Loss; your unending gift paling all apart each piece falls scattered into place through your empty hands Decay; your constant lore undying, consumes us all even those who never heard your call taking us and all of everything; beckoning us back home, My Lord of the Shining Dark | RDO