A solemn beauty
Profound and universal, rooted and blooming
That entails enigmatic tomorrows
Rimmed with ochre
A dear requiem
Of scarce constancy
Teetering between virtue and sin
Like spinning dimes
A dogmatic mutiny
Alloys rage with leadership for blades
Winds, now messengers of cinder
Dwindles into reason
A robust spirit
Inoculates joy, tranquilizes despair
As it pledged upon
The frontiers of space and time
Inkling 