Pacing, in the ruins of a garden

In the royal blue morning

Before the stars die out

~

Only the children speak

From the moss-cradled bones

Of their mother colossus

Their harmonies

Rising and falling in the maze  

~

Only their anthems toll

From once radiant castles

Their cautionary wail

In pursuit through the trees

~

I roam away 

Diminished

As a new day crumbles

To their promises of fire