A sensation so familiar

Subtle constriction, unrelenting

Laboured breath, I've grown old

I've become so tired, but I go on

For the richness of life

Revealed in small moments

How precious these things

For which to endure this world

Quickly forgotten

Deep calls to deep, in obsolete tongues

Seductive black speech lure souls to oblivion

Pain and grief surround earth ablaze with hubris

Unceasing horrors yet unknown, as serpent consumes itself

Circa me ardet, et tenebrae nos vocat

In terra pulchritudinis nutrio anima

The richness of life tevealed in all moments of patient reflection

The self is dissolved, a crystal logic connects all to the source

How precious the gift of breath

The eternal promise revealed in brief kindness

How fragile the beauty for which to resist all hells

Strengthening my resolve to overcome old pain

Cast aside cloak of shadow and look upon the sun

The depth of a love restores me in all moments

How precious you are

I'll endure a while longer